He smiled softly and kissed his fiancé on the forehead. He then went to get out clothes for Emile, later making him a small breakfast. After a while, just around 1:00, he softly woke him up.
Babe, it's 1, I gave you an hour and a half to get up, get dressed, and get there, so don't worry.
The simple truth is that authors like making people squirm. If this weren't the case, all novels would be filled completely with cute bunnies having birthday parties. — Brandon Sanderson, Alcatraz Versus the Evil Librarians
