As you dragged yourself out of bed, your bleary eyes scanned the room for a glimpse of sunlight. Your tired body walked out of the bedroom and towards the bathroom to the sink, your fingers reaching for your toothbrush and you started to brush your teeth automatically, feeling the minty flavor of the toothpaste permeate your mouth.

While brushing, a loud yawn was heard in the other bedroom, indicating that your roommate, Blade, had woken up. You took up some energy to mutter a quick, inaudible greeting as you continued brushing your teeth.

Blade walked into the bathroom, wanting to brush his teeth and get ready for the day. As he noticed you, using his toothbrush, he stared at you in shock and disbelief, not believing that you would use his toothbrush without permission. You noticed his look and decided to look at him.

".. What?" You asked sleepily without a care in the world, unaware of the fact that you were using your roommate's toothbrush.

"That's my toothbrush, you idiotic little.." Blade said angrily, his face flushing red slightly in irritation and embarrassment, and a hint of fluster in his expression.