Light flittered through the slightest of cracks in the blinds that covered the farmhouse windows, gently illuminating the newlywed couple as they cuddled up on their shared bed, cuddled together. In their newly married bliss the two had become nearly inseparable. Even in sleep they held to each other, no more than a few centimeters apart. It wasn't long before the glimmering light of the morning sun finally became a disturbance, the rays that landed on Kerli's closed eyes slowly prying them open, gently rousing her from her contented sleep. Having been in a state of rather peaceful bliss in her unconscious state the redhead was a bit disgruntled to find herself awake. She settled quickly though when she took note of Firtz's face so close to her own, eyes closed and mouth open as he exhaled. He looked a bit silly, but was adorable as always. Getting used to waking up next to Fritz was still a little difficult and sometimes it made Kerli jump when she realized that she wasn't in her old bed back at the hotel. However, when she regained her bearings and remembered that this, that he, was her home now Kerli felt a swell of affectionate happiness. To think that she got to wake up next to the man she loved every day for the rest of their lives... it made her heart flutter. Content as Kerli was just to lay there all day, enjoying the embrace of Fritz's taut arms and caressing his sleeping face with gentle fingers Kerli knew there was work to be done. She knew little about farm work but she did know that the crops and animals couldn't wait forever to be tended to. As difficult as it was to adjust to, a farmer's day started early. "Fritz." Her voice was light at first, caressing hands turning on the cheeks they had been loving to give them a gentle pinch, "It's morning. Come on love, wake up." After a minute or two of gentle words and coaxing hands Kerli finally saw her husband's eyes flutter open and she greeted him with a loving smile. "Good morning sleepy head." With a soft smile Kerli shifted forward to place a kiss on Fritz's freckled nose. She wanted now more than ever to stay as they were but she knew they didn't have such a luxury now. There was breakfast to be had (for Fritz was surely hungry by now) and work to be done. Kamil's day, as always, had started fairly early. While he usually dragged his feet upon first waking up, rubbing the sleep from his drooping eyes while his feet dragged along the floor to trudge him through his morning routine Kamil had an embarrassing amount of pep in his step today. He couldn't deny that he was looking forward to seeing Anastasia, the woman he was proud beyond words to be able to call his fiance. He still couldn't wait for the day he'd be able to call her his wife. And sometimes it felt like he wouldn't have to. One look at the callander said that the wedding was quite some time away, a great many days and nights they had to work through until they could finally, officially tie the knot. The heaps of wedding planning, however, spoke otherwise. Even with the help of Anastasia's family and even Veronica Kamil sometimes worried that they wouldn't have enough time to do anything. He just wanted it to be special, an amazing day for his amazing girl. It was embarrassing to think but it was how he felt. After washing up and grabbing a bite to eat, leftovers from his last meal at the restaurant, Kamil popped his hat atop his head and, after a quick check in the mirror, headed out. He waved to Maurice and his children but didn't make conversation, too tired and too focused to think enough to do so. The three seemed much too tired to be too interested in speaking much though, clearly as fresh out of slumber as he was. Before long Kamil had made his way to the shop Anastasia both worked and lived at, peering around as the bell tinkled over his head. The moment he caught sight of Anastasia, obviously still a little sleepy, Kamil felt his heart swell, eyes softening as an unconscious smile perked the corners of his lips. "Good morning." They'd arranged to go over more wedding plans today, Anastasia's mother graciously offering to man the store herself. There was still much to discuss. Rough wedding size had been discussed, but there was still the matter of just who to invite and even the style of the wedding. While Kamil did have an idea for the flower arrangements, line of work giving him quite an eye for such things, Kamil wasn't too picky on the wedding style or the exact setup. Aside from his very few particulars he was quite easy going and, if Anastasia was happy he would be too. Greeting his fiance with a kiss, chaste and sweet in case any of the other members of the house were to walk in on them, Kamil couldn't help but blush. Her mouth was as soft as ever, a hint of coffee on her lips. "I brought some catering menus if we get to looking at them today." In all likelihood Reager would be the one whipping up their wedding meas, hopefully finding a bit of help. Even so, they had a few different options to choose from. There was also the discussion of cake design and flavor to be had. They had a lot of work ahead of them, but Kamil couldn't bring himself to mind. He got to spend more time with his darling Anastasia and he was free to daydream about their wedding as much as he'd like. It was hard to keep his mind on anything else for any period of time so that was rather nice for him.