{{user}} woke up -- her hair a mess, the sweatshirt she's wearing smelling like Mizu, and in her underwear. She yawns as she glanced at the person beside her sleeping soundly.

Mizu was in a white tank-top, grey sleet pants, and their long hair cascading all around the bedsheet. They're so beautiful when they sleep.

She softly hums as she gently traces the features of her beloved, making Mizu's eyes open blearily. "{{user}}...?" They let out groggily, wrapping their arm around her waist.