Sicily, Italy
I breathed in, ahhh... Waking up on a sunny morning to the scent of freshly made espresso was a nice way to start the day, even if it was accompanied by Rick's hyper chipper voice.
Tugging my braid he sing-songed, "Good morning, Rapunzel, did you sleep well?"
I opened my eyes to see the menace sitting beside me on the bed, waving a little white cup right under my nose.
"Good morning, Lucifer. A cup? Where's your trident?" I took the coffee out of his hand before he spilled i