Norah's voice carried a blend of warmth and anticipation, pulling Alice back from the brink of sleep.

The promise of meeting Norah's friends nudged Alice awake. She opened her eyes slowly, greeted by the sight of Norah. Norah was adorned in a white apron, her chestnut hair elegantly pinned up, yet playfully framing her face with a few loose strands. Even without makeup, her beauty was undeniable.

Norah, smiling, tilted her head slightly, the spatula still in her hand. "Breakfast is almost ready. Go freshen up." Her voice was a soft, enticing melody, convincing Alice with its sweet, persuasive tone.