<strong>Who:</strong>Jacob<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Kings Landing/Inn<br/><hr/><br/>Jacob didn’t really get to sleep in often so he was usually overjoyed when he could. Not a truly lazy man by any means of the word, such things were a rarity for him. The bed was comfortable enough for an inns bed, and was kept surprisingly clean for his preferences. He didn’t even really mind sharing it much with Miyuki, though things were always a little unusual with her. She always referred to him as master despite countless times where he’d tell her not to, she was always so incredibly gingerly with him, and he knew she wasn’t totally demure and weak. So that morning, hearing a familiar ‘Master Jacob’ his eyes steadily fluttered open, his arms stretching out from instinct as he rose. Not really one to wear a shirt when sleeping his chest was nakedly on display, firm muscles and broad shoulders revealed. With a few scars on his chest and arms, he didn’t really mind showing them off since well, it was just Miyuki.<br/><br/>“Morning... And please, i’m just Jacob. Not Master.” his eyes looked to her as a a hand ran through his messy blonde hair. “Did you sleep well? If so, we should probably get breakfast and get ready for the day then, right?” Always one to think forward at times, he didn't really want to get into the habit of being totally lazy, especially when they had much to do.