Amanda Pov

The sunlight was bloody blinding, but then it was like 5 O'clock in the morning, so that was probably the reason why the light was blinding, (the little shit), but that didn't help me with being blinded, ya know.

Danny was still asleep beside me, though that's because he actually had a healthy and decent sleep schedule, (which I did not, just FYI), so I tried to get some sleep, (to no avail though, I wasn't too surprised by that though), (I mean it is me that we're talking about here).

So about 20 minutes later, and I felt Danny stir from his slumber, (that last bit sounded a bit bloody Victorian of me, but ya get what I mean), which was a little weird as he usually slept until 7 O'clock in the morning, (which was to get up in time for work rather than it being his choice to get up that time).

"Morning"
"Morning"
"How did you sleep Danny?"
"Like shit, I only slept 5 hours last night"
"(Snorts)"
"What's so funny?"
"Nothing, it's just that you'd be fucked if you had my sleep schedule-"
"Why's that?"
"Well when I do sleep, which isn't a nightly occurrence at all, I usually only sleep for 2 or 3 hours at most"
"Jesus Christ, how are you not fucking moody in the mornings?"
"(Snorts), don't kid yourself there Danny, I can be, especially if I haven't slept in a couple of days, it's just that you usually see me when I've had at least 2 cuppas in the morning, which works wonders for me"

Danny looked a bit concerned after I had said that about my cuppas, (though that probably was because of the amount of caffeine that I consume on a regular occurrence, who knows though), which I felt really bad about concerning Danny about my lack of sleep.

"Do you want to see a sleep professional about your sleep?"
"Nah, definitely not, because they'll just recommend that I should go to see a therapist, which means I have to talk about my life and I don't particularly want to do that, since that means that I have to relive my childhood and that would not be a good idea for anyone to witness Danny"

So I then actually got out of bed to make myself a cuppa and Danny a coffee, since I wanted to avoid having a serious conversation about my sleep and mental health in general, (yes I know that eventually it will bite me in the arse, because that's just how shit works, but it wasn't going to that morning), plus I was in an alright mood that morning, so it made no sense for me to stay in bed, ya know.

Danny came down not long after that, yeah apparently it's not as warm in the bed without me, he then made us some breakfast, as he knew that I would actually eat breakfast if he made it, (I don't purposely go out of my way to not eat breakfast, I just forget about it, you would too if you were up for hours and hours with very little sleep).

"Ok Danny, I love you, I really do, and I appreciate you making me breakfast, but what the fuck is with the bacon on my pancakes?"
"Is that not a thing in England then?"
"No, it's butter, lemon and sugar, maybe honey at a push"
"(Snorts), I'll remember that for next time"
"Thank you, I'll give you all the bacon bits"

You think that I'm joking here but I'm really not, like I genuinely do not like the idea of giving bacon with a sweet breakfast like pancakes, (if you don't mind that for breakfast then good for you, ya weirdo).

Anyway, I gave Danny all the bloody bacon bits, as ya do, and other than that, I actually quite enjoyed my breakfast, (I know that it might not sound like it, but just bloody sue me).

After breakfast we just chilled for a bit, (wow, so revolutionary Clara), the world around us seemed to calm down for a while, (though we honestly could've been ignoring it and not know it, I would not be surprised here).

It did start to rain, which would've stopped most people from going outside, not me though, I have weirdly always loved the rain, as I found it calming.

"Do you want to dance in the rain with me Danny?"
"Why?"
"Because it's calming and we have nothing else to do"
"(Snorts), Ok, you've convinced me"

So I dragged Danny's arse outside to enjoy the rain, which he actually enjoyed, contrary to what he wants people to think, (apparently people knowing that he enjoys the rain would emasculate him, or something fucking stupid like that).