Disclaimer: Not mine. Who would have guessed?
The sun was rising, gently, over the eastern horizon. She was on the roof, watching every moment.
It was a blissful moment of peace, when nocturnal crooks were already asleep, and diurnal ones had not yet woken. There were few chances of being called out when the sun was rising.
After the sun was finished, the peace would be broken. The word could hardly stay in such a perfect, peaceful state for more than a few moments. But she could hope….
"No way am I eating tofu again, man!"
She smiled and shook her head.
The peace was always broken.