It was that day again. In her 39 years, she had seen a good amount of days passing by, of course, but this day was a special one. And she did not call days special without a good reason.
From the moment she woke, a smile forced its way on her lips. Getting up slowly and carefully to not wake Amanda, she stood in their bedroom, enjoying the warmth of the carpet beneath her feet. She walked over this carpet everyday, but this was a special day after all, so she enjoyed the feeling of it to the full.
After paying the carpet the due respect, she continued her way through the flat beneath Villa Annabeth. Lighting the candles on her way, she headed for the kitchen-corner of the living room. Such a special day literally begged for some special breakfast, she thought to herself. So she started to prepare some slices of fresh bread, fried some eggs over a small fire and cut fruits and vegetables into small pieces, putting them in different bowls on the table. These preparations took her around half an hour and when she eventually finished them, she went to wake Amanda. A few minutes later the still sleepily red head sat down in a chair at the table. Smiling happily, Katharina sat down at the opposite side of the table, "Alright, you know what day it is?"
She watched the frown on her wife's forehead, before she eventually replied, "It's the 8th Zhas, so?"
Yes, it was. THE 8th Zhas. "Uhm, nothing...", she said, but thought to herself, the 8th Zhas. Thats, like, 4 days before the anniversary. If the fourth day before their anniversary was not a special day, which other day could possibly even hope to achieve that title?!