We overslept. The alarm clock sang it's song at 7 a.m.. Someone must have switched it off, I suspect my bf. At 9 I opened my eyes and it was bright day.
"What's the time?" I aseked E.
We both looked at the little black alarm clock at the windowsill.
"Nine." he answered with a low and calm voice.
We had a plan for this morning. We wanted to have breakfast outside at the Schmalznudel. Bummer! We had to postpone it to Friday. Bot on Friday we will get up on time. That's for sure.