"I'm not against cooking breakfast so much as I'm very much for being lazy." She said simply. Ginny knew that facing the day was inevitable and that eventually they'd have to leave the safety of the bed, leave the house and interact with people and talk about the day, but the pit of dread was still too big in her stomach and she wasn't sure she could make polite conversation with anyone at the cafe just yet.
"Five more minutes." She bargained much the same way that Jamie did when he didn't want to go to bed at night.