They decided to start slow, changing their sleeping habits. Chris had been wondering whether or not he could even sleep in considering his habits, but he knew it would be no problem for Monique. They would start on Monday, seeing how they would change and adapt to being late risers. In order to accomplish this, they would need to stay up later, no more 9pm bedtimes. They would need nightlife activities, like movies, games, maybe some clubbing or bar-hopping. Chris would get in contact with some of his old friends to see if they were up to hanging out again and Monique would reach out to her circle at work to see if anyone was up to any night parties. They had their plan, now to execute it.
Monday
Chris didn’t set an alarm, the only thing keeping him up early. He naturally woke up and checked the clock, it was 6am. Not bad, but still too early. He began his usual routine of working out and making breakfast, going a little bit heavier for breakfast by making their cheat meal (his speciality), cinnamon roll pancakes with icing and four thick strips of bacon for him and his lovely wife. Monique woke up to the smell of sugar, cinnamon, and meat, nearly drooling as she skipped to the kitchen. She gives him a kiss as he returns it, their usual morning greeting cut short by their stomachs. They got their plates together and began feasting on their sweet, carb-heavy breakfast. They savor each bite, taking time to chew each forkful thoroughly. “This is the best breakfast yet, babe! What a way to start our new life!” Monique said between mouthfuls. Chris took the time to swallow before answering, “There’s more where that came from.” They say at the table for thirty minutes cleaning their plates and rubbing their distended stomach, Chris stifling his belches while Monique stretches out and let’s them fly, not ashamed in the slightest. They look at the time, it’s now 10am. Their first work meeting for the day was at noon. Chris had half a mind to start getting ready, but he remembered that no one had their video on and no one cared what he looked like, so he moved to the couch and turned on the TV, stretching out to let his food digest. Monique follows him, and they spoon for a few minutes while they digest their breakfast, neither one of them caring that they didn’t get dressed, Chris didn’t shower after his workout, and Monique didn’t do anything before coming downstairs and eating. They knew it was wrong, and it felt weird, but they also let it happen, knowing that they were choosing to do this.
After a good hour of spooning, they get up from the couch and get to their respective computers, still having the habit of being early for their work affairs. They both sign on and wait for it to begin. As usual, everyone shows up late, and nothing of interest is said. They were basically told that until their systems were back online, everyone was getting paid vacation as long as they logged on to the work checkup and stayed on for an hour. Truly miraculous considering their latest epiphany. After their hour was up, Chris and Monique were the first to sign off, meeting back together and deciding what to do next.