We took off early, me and Morsevic's Isa with coffee in hand and bread packed for breakfast. The sun was already blazing like it had something to prove, but the air was still kind.

Then out of nowhere, she zipped up a fur jacket. “Why?” I asked. She just said, “I’m cold.” And honestly? The sun couldn’t argue with her either.

The day's done, the glasses stayed on. Anw, have a pleasant night, Morsies 👓💤

Happy weekend mors!!!!!!!

good night morsies <3