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Hazel wandered into the garden, where her newfound rabbit friend eagerly awaited its morning treat. She offered a handful of vegetables, particularly favoring the carrots.

Wyatt's voice, unexpectedly close, made her turn. He held two coffee mugs in his hands.

"So you two have become friends," he remarked, kneeling beside her.

Hazel cradled the bunny in her hands, rubbing its nose affectionately. Wyatt issued a playful warning, "Be careful; it might just bite your nose."

She raised an eyebrow, gently placing the bunny back in the garden. "And what are you doing here?"

"I thought the morning looked good, so I came to keep an eye on you," he confessed.

"And where is your... overnight guest?" Hazel teased, not bothering to look at him. Unbeknownst to her, Wyatt's expression shifted, realizing she had no knowledge of him sleeping next to her the previous night.

"Speaking of which, you scared off my overnight guest yesterday," Wyatt responded with a smirk.

Hazel noticed the playful spark i