Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-15488047-20131022040716/@comment-15488047-20140320044530

The pale light of morning shone through his eyelids, and Cerule cursed them for not doing their job. Scrunching his face, he groaned lightly and curled up in the warm, comfortable cave that his blankets formed.

He frowned mid-snuggle. This wasn't his bed at Beacon. Oh, wait, he was on break with Tianee. It'd be inappropriate to sleep in late and keep her waiting. They'd be hunting, and it was generally strategic to hunt in the early morning as opposed to later in the day.

But... the bed. It was so comfortable, and warm, and perfect. Couldn't they just lie in bed all morning and not do anything?

No, Cerule. That'd be kind of weird and totally unproductive, the part of his voice that sounded a lot like Ariel criticized.

FINE. He counted down in his head, and slowly crawled out of bed like a zombie. Turning his head towards Tianee, he turned towards her, babyish pout on his face. "Good morning, Tianee. You too, Neil."

...he missed the bed.