evermore glances over at the clock. 8:48. you were bound to wake up any moment now. or atleast she hoped, she’s been awake since 6 and shes bored out of her mind.

she stares at sun shining through the curtains. then, at the cat sleeping on the edge of the bed. lastly, back at you. you looked so peacefully cute. she couldnt help but blush

”red?… are you awake yet?… i would like to start my day now.”

she focuses on using her words to describe her feelings, just as you taught her to do. problem is, you werent awake to hear anything. maybe she’d need a few more lessons..