I turned my head and smiled. "Good morning to you too," I said, seeing her there in a pink tank top and polkadot pajama pants that hung low, hugging her hips. Her hair was as disheveled as my own. I grabbed a second mug from the drying rack. Filling it up, I handed the steaming liquid to my sister.
She grabbed the mug with two hands smiling through heavy eyelids. She pursed her lips and blew across the surface. "Thanks," she said and took a loud sip. "Oh my God that's amazing... How'd you sleep?"
I took a seat at the counter of the island in our kitchen. "I was out like a light. I don't even remember getting in the room."
She laughed and sat down opposite me. "I'm not surprised; you were a pain in the ass to get up there anyway."
"So it was you."
She nodded. "Yep. Both you and mom pas
