Chapter 197 What Are You Guys Doing?

• The morning sun filtered through the curtains as Sandra sat on the couch, casually enjoying her breakfast while watching the news.
• Felix shuffled in, rubbing his head as though he were trying to fight off a hangover. He plopped down beside her, groaning, "Morning," in a voice that was barely audible.
• Sandra glanced at him, her brow furrowing in confusion. "Morning. Why do you look so out of it?"