"That so cute", teased John, yawning. "So are ready now to go to sleep now that you kissed all my cats?"

"I am. Are you ready to sleep?"

"Yup", said John walking up the stairs and laying on his bed. "Get to bed. I'm switching off the lights. Good night."
He waited for Gary to get to his bed and turned off the light's. It was a good day but really tiring. With a big yawn and sigh he was soon he was out like a light.

The next day he was woken up by persistent meowing and kneading of small paws on his face. Muttering curses under his breath he opened his eyes and looked at Borys.
"How did you get here, huh? Let me tell you - small kittens like you shouldn't be able to climb those stairs", he said, looking at him.
Borys meowed back, making John laugh.
"No talking back, mister!"
With a sigh he got up and give food to the cat's and then cleaned their litter box.

Gary was sitting on the couch scrolling through some work related text messages on his phone and yawning. He looked up and smiled.

"Morning, buddy. I see you woke up. Or rather...were woken up."

"Good morning", he said with a yawn. "Yea. Borys is adventurer so he is always the first one try anything. Need to think of blocking the way upstairs because soon all three would wake me up how they wish. Want some coffee? You can choose between ground coffee or instant."
John went to the kitchen, rubbing his eyes and yawning some more.

Gary stood up and smiled. "Thanks, I'm not really a coffee person. If you've got tea I'll have some, else it's ok."

He followed John to the kitchen.

"Let's make some breakfast together."

"Sure I have. Black, red, green or white? I would propose black but it depends on you", he said and then smiled hearing about breakfast. "Sure. You can do that mean rice you were talking about yesterday."

"How about sweet lemon black tea?" laughed Gary. "And dude, the other colours can be added too, so no joking!"

He moved around to get a mug and put some water on the boil.

"Yeah I can make my mean rice, but it's more of a lunch or dinner item. Too heavy for breakfast. I can try a mean omelette though, if you don't mind."

"You should watch what are you talking about. I can always poison you", sneered John and then nodded. "Sure. Would love to eat that.. thought I'm asking myself if everything you are doing is mean?"

"Well I don't have a wide range of culinary skills, but I sure am a meanie when it comes to the few things I can cook," he laughed. "Which is why I'd ask you to taste the tea before serving me."

He took the water off the boil and added some tea bags to it.