The Morning

(by Issic)

The sound of singing birds all around outside woke him. Thankfully he
had picked the darker of the corners of the pub as there wasn't a clear
angle for the sun to strike him while he slept. Looking across the room
and out one of the windows, the sun was brightly overhead, the sky blue
with few clouds in the sky. He rose to his feet and stretched a bit.
He took a comb out of his pack and brushed his hair back, catching any
stray pieces. He looked around a bit at the pub before he heard someone
else walk from the backroom. A few seconds later he heard sounds from
the kitchen.

He walked towards the sounds down a small hallway. Turning into the
kitchen he saw the girl he had seen outside of the pub the night before.
He stood there and watched her for awhile in the doorway. She
apparently didn't seem to noticed him as she worked. The different
smells that filled the kitchen were very appealing.

"Smells good." He spoke plainly as he stood in the doorway watching
her.