"Morning," Anna said brightly, swinging one of her long braids over her shoulder. "Pancakes! It's one of the few foods I'm allowed to cook," she said, turning towards the fridge, the light shining through the white shirt to show that yes, she was still very naked underneath.
She returned to humming as she poured two glasses of milk and set plates on the counter, loading them with pancakes before flipping another set.