The next morning rolled into the city, the hustle and bustle of early morning activity starting to fill the streets.
The sounds of people starting their day and the noises of shops opening echoed through the air, creating a familiar rhythm.
The warm sunlight started to stream in through the windows, bathing the surroundings in a soft glow.
Inside the house, on the second floor, Coco rolled over in the bed and stirred awake, her body slowly coming to life after a night of rest.
Her eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the soft light filtering through the curtains, as a yawn escaped her lips, her limbs stretching out with her mind gradually coming to consciousness.
The faint sound of the city outside reached her ears, the early morning noises of the city slowly becoming more clear as she fully woke up.
Coco stretched lazily, her body feeling the familiar movement of her limbs as she awakened.
