A Peaceful Morning
With his legs feeling tired, Yogurt slowly stepped up to the entrance to his hive, fumbling with his keys before entering with a sigh. He felt his whole body relax as the familiar smell of his hive, the feeling of security and comfort enveloping him as he took off his shoes, shutting the door behind him and turning the lock with a âclick!â
Setting his shoes on the floor near his door, he brushed the hair out of his face and looked around his large, spacious hive. The rooms were wide, and the ceiling was so tall, an eight-foot-tall highblood could stand in there without any worries. The amount of space in his hive never worried Yogurt. Instead, he felt the space to be calming, and every now and then, a little lonely. Nonetheless, he was fine; he would entertain himself by playing games and making videos, playing his violin or even cooking in his free time. There was no discomfort, the anxiety of having to please another person, or having to live up to their expectations, for there was no one to please in the first place!Â
Unzipping his jacket, Yogurt quickly made his way to his room, stripping off his clothes on his way there. His skin felt as if it was covered in mud and dirt, and to be honest, he was probably not wrong. He had come back from a long, tiring morning jog, for he had some excess energy left over from the nightâs work. Well, all he did was clean and help around in the kitchen; he didnât do much. Covered in sweat, dirt, and well, other things since heâs been outside, Yogurt immediately felt as if he needed a shower and a bath.Â
And so he did. Once he made it to his room, he briskly walked to his bathroom, dumping his jacket and his sweatpants into a dirty laundry basket and quickly took off his remaining clothes, throwing it into the basket. After preparing his bath, he quickly hopped into the shower to wash and rinse himself off before he would relax in his bath, taking the time to unwind and calm down.
The floral scent of his body wash filled the bath, as he sunk into the warm water. It felt so good to wash all of that grime off of him, and now to relax in silence in his bath. During this time, Yogurt would always wonder how to spend the rest of his day. Itâs a shame to spend all of this free time of his to sleep, but Yogurt doesnât have any particular hobbies, other than playing his violin and playing video games. Though, even if he wanted to do either of those things, he just doesnât have the energy for either of them.
In the end, Yogurt had decided to just sleep. While a shame to spend his time in such a way, Yogurt feels as if he deserves to have a long, relaxing rest. Hopefully, he wonât feel groggy for sleeping so long.
