GEN-220: Cortado

Cortado shook himself awake, snorting lightly at the morning sun, but not protesting too much.  When he and his sister had moved into the house, he offered to take this room primarily due to the morning light.  Breve wasn’t as good with mornings as he was.  Where she would grumble hem and haw, he would just roll out of bed and get to the day.  IN getting to this day, he pulled out his hair brush, and neatened his hair, tying it off low enough to keep all h...