Title: Montag (Monday)
Morgen
It was still quite early when Riza woke up. As she dressed for school, she heard unfamiliar sounds from the kitchen and frowned. What was that boy doing up so early?
He looked surprised when she appeared in the kitchen and almost dropped the wooden spatula into the frying pan.
"…Good morning, Miss. Riza."
"Good morning, Mr. Roy."
She peered into the pan to see what he was cooking. It didn't look very appetizing, but at the same time, it didn't look completely inedible.
"Here, how about I fry the eggs and you make the toast?"
He agreed quickly and handed the spatula to Riza, brandishing it like a sword he was anxious to be rid of. They worked in the silence that strangers share when together
This dark-haired, dark-eyed boy was very strange but he'd do for a student, she thought.----------
Nacht
Roy woke up and groaned when he saw how early it was. He crept down the stairs, freezing whenever the floorboards creaked.Should he risk facing the possible wrath of his teacher for not asking permission, or make breakfast? Roy grabbed a few eggs from the icebox and began the arduous task of cooking – he'd apologize later if he needed to.
Suddenly, the teacher's daughter appeared in the kitchen. He almost dropped the spatula and looked away sheepishly.
"…Good morning, Miss. Riza."
She frowned slightly at what was in the frying pan, and then offered to cook. Relieved, Roy gave up the cooking utensil and busied himself with making toast (which was the one thing he made that wasn't indescribable in taste). He made too much toast, but the teacher's daughter said it was okay.
Riza set off for school, leaving him with instructions for lunch and permission to use the kitchen freely (as long as he cleaned up).
She was okay for a girl; Roy didn't think he would mind living under the same roof with someone like that.