Robin, Tess, and help us it's 5 AM
Every morning, Tess drags Robin out of bed for a run, and she forces him to shut his goddamn mouth for a couple minutes. Today, like every other morning, starts out that way. And it's fine. They don't notice any mistletoe hanging around Coppertale at 5 AM, so they start and it's fine.
For like 10 minutes. Until Robin nearly falls on his face. Like, very nearly. As in, he would have fallen on his face and started bleeding or some shit if his feet could leave the ground.