[ his sleepy responses stops her from pushing him off the bed, and instead she just. blinks at him slowly. wow, he's so out of it huh. she wishes she were him so bad -- sleeping away until the call of breakfast beckons.
but no, instead her scowl deepens at being called "baby" and "sweetheart" when she's anything but. she places her hand on his shoulder once more and shakes him with even more vigor this time. ]
That's not my name. Can you at least open your eyes before you talk to someone with that much familiarity?
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but no, instead her scowl deepens at being called "baby" and "sweetheart" when she's anything but. she places her hand on his shoulder once more and shakes him with even more vigor this time. ]
That's not my name. Can you at least open your eyes before you talk to someone with that much familiarity?