The next morning Jean woke up pretty early. She looked at her hands and she could still see Boris there. This made her smile and she got up to her feet. She made sure not to move her hand so that she didn't wake Boris up.
It took Boris an extra hour to wake up. He stretched himself and he was about to walk off Jean's hand. But he quickly saw how high of a fall it was and he stopped dead in his tracks. He looked up at Jean. He then stopped panicking.
"Morning Sleepy head," said Jean.
"How long have you been awake for?" replied Boris.
"About an hour. But I've been waiting for you so that we can have breakfast. I know it's one of your favourites today."
"Ok."
Jean then walked towards where breakfast was being served. There was a huge breakfast already waiting there for her. She put Boris down so that he could get his. She picked up her own and she sat down.
"This looks yummy," she thought. "I could just eat this thing all up. Wait that's what I am doing."
She ate her breakfast quite quickly. Boris was a little slower.