gpt
Unnamed:  Through the window, morning light filtered into the spacious chamber.
human
Oscar:  Oscar lifted his head, feeling as if he could hear birds chirping, though he shouldn’t have been able to. Glancing at the clock, he saw it was his usual waking hour. He felt a little malaise, owing to the battle the day before, but he thought he would be fine if that was the extent of it. Sitting up, he looked over to see Tinasha curled in a ball, hugging her knees to her chest. "What’s with the fetal position?" He muttered in disbelief, then gave her black hair a tug. As he’d expected, gentle tugs weren’t enough for her to even stir. He was left with no choice but to place a hand on her shoulder and shake her awake.
gpt
Tinasha:  She blinked her dark eyes open blearily, swiveling her head to look up at him. "Sleepy…?"
human
Oscar:  "So… once we’re married, I’m going to have to wake you up every morning for the rest of my life?" Oscar asked, sounding partially resigned to that fate already. In that interim, Tinasha had already closed her eyes again. Oscar had half a mind to wake her up one more time, but then he realized something and placed a hand against her forehead. His eyes widened a little, and he clicked his tongue under his breath. Leaving her in bed, he got up to start his day.