A/N: I own none of the characters in this story! Actually, I own Zoe, so… anyways, Ariadne and Arthur belong to Christopher Nolan's Inception, which I don't own, but if I did, I'd be really rich. But I don't own it, so I'm just another poor student.

The sun was so bright that morning. Ariadne rolled over in her bed, opening one eye to check if it truly was morning already. She sighed as she rolled from her side onto her back and stared at the ceiling. She pulled the covers up to her chin and imagined drawing on the blank ceiling. Feeling a little bit better, Ariadne slowly rose from her bed and crossed over to her door in only her bra and panties from the previous day because she had been too lazy to fully change out of her clothes last night.

About to walk out of her room, she quickly retreated back inside when she realized that Arthur was standing in the kitchen, preparing breakfast. She had almost forgotten that he was staying with him. After the Fischer job, Arthur had no where to go, so Ariadne invited him to stay with her in her apartment. Even though it had already been a few weeks since Arthur had been there, Ariadne still wasn't used to waking up to find the quiet, mysterious man shuffling around her apartment.

"Fucking hell…" she muttered as she quickly closed the door and changed into something more respectable than her underwear.

A few moments later, she stepped into the kitchen, this time with clothing on.

"Good morning Arthur," she yawned with a slight smile as she fixed a cup of coffee next to him.

He mumbled what seemed to be a greeting as he fixed his breakfast, somewhat dazed and confused. He had bags under his eyes and his hair was a mess. Ariadne loved when his hair was messy. She smiled curtly and turned away to stifle a silent giggle. It was amusing to her to see Arthur in the morning. He just simply wasn't the serious, uptight Arthur she had first met and she found it quite refreshing.

But there was something off today. Arthur looked more tired than usual and seemed to be sighing quite a lot this particular morning.

Ariadne counted the number of times he sighed. Twenty three.

Arthur sighed again. Twenty four.

"Is something wrong, Arthur?" Ariadne asked.

"Uhm… You know I have a sister? She's 13," Arthur grunted.

"Really?" Ariadne pondered.

"And well… She's going to come visit me for a week or so while my parents are away," Arthur explained.

Ariadne stared at him in shock.

"Dammit. I knew it. I should have protested, but they called in the middle of the night. Jesus. I'm so sorry, Ariadne. I wasn't thinking. I-" Arthur was about to trail on when Ariadne grabbed his hand and laughed.

"Calm down, Arthur. It's fine. She can stay for as long as she likes. I don't mind," Ariadne laughed, amused by Arthur's antics.

"Thank god… I'm not sure how if she'll take me living with a woman very well…" Arthur laughed, pushing his hair out of his face.

"Oh come on now. She couldn't possibly be that bad. I'm sure she's a wonderful girl," Ariadne said, sipping her coffee to hide her flustered face.

"I wouldn't bet on it if I were you…" Arthur muttered with a smirk.

A/N: I'm sorry it's so short! But I already have chapter 2 finished, and it should be uploaded very soon!