The strange morning

Soon the morning came,

Robin woke up earlier, as he was the only one who couldn’t sleep no matter what. Bags formed under his eyes, making him look half-asleep.

“I should prepare breakfast and get her clothes ironed.”

He was cooking, all of a sudden his phone ringed.

He was making soup, he turned off the gas, and went to pick up the phone.

“Hello,” he took a seat on the chair.

“Young master, this is me, Chris. Good morning.”

“Oh, Chris. Good morning. How are you?”.

“I’m doing well all thanks to you. But how are you doing? Everything going alright with the young lady?”.

“Ah….yes.”

“What did you call for early in the morning?”.

“Well….master told me to give you some instructions. You have work.”

“Work? For a useless son like me?”.

“Yes, and please don’t call