The sun had barely crept over the horizon when Leticia found herself already nestled in her writing nook, fingers dancing over the keyboard as she breathed life into her latest literary endeavor. The clacking of keys was the only sound to be heard in the quiet apartment, save for the occasional rustle of papers or the soft hum of the coffee machine.
As the aroma of freshly brewed coffee began to waft through the air, Leticia's focus was broken by the appearance of her partner, Alex, stumbling into the living room. His hair was disheveled, eyes barely open, and a yawn stretched across his face as he made his way towards her.
Leticia couldn't help but smirk at the sight. "Morning, slugabed," she teased, her voice laced with playful sarcasm. "Care for a cup of coffee?"
Alex rubbed the sleep from his eyes, a lazy grin spreading across his face. "Morning, Lit. I'd love some coffee, but I'd prefer a kiss first."
Leticia feigned a look of disgust, her fingers never leaving the keys. "A kiss? Really? I thought you'd be more interested in today's special breakfast."
Alex's curiosity was piqued. "Special breakfast?"
Leticia gestured to a bowl on the table, her eyes never leaving the screen. "Yes, right there. I made it just for you."
Alex approached the table, lifting the spoon to his nose for a whiff. "Smells... familiar."
Leticia grinned, her fingers now poised above the 'enter' key. "It should. You've had it every day this week."
Alex's eyes widened as realization dawned. "You don't mean...?"
Leticia nodded, her grin growing wider. "Yes, I do. Eat up, darling. It's good for you."
Alex looked at her, a mix of amusement and disbelief on his face. "You're really going to make me do this, aren't you?"
Leticia's only response was a wink and a smirk, her fingers hovering over the keyboard. "I didn't stutter, dear. Eat."
With a resigned sigh, Alex opened his mouth. Leticia fed him, a playful grin on her face as she watched him chew and swallow. She leaned back in her chair, watching him finish the 'breakfast' with a mix of amusement and satisfaction.
As he finished, she glanced at the clock. "There, all done. Now, off to work with you. Don't want to be late, do we?"
Alex looked at her, a smirk playing on his lips. "You're a cruel woman, Leticia."
She laughed, her fingers returning to the keys. "And you love every bit of it, Alex."
With a final wink, Alex grabbed his coffee and headed for the door, leaving Leticia to her writing and the satisfaction of another successful morning ritual.
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