You blinked awake slowly, the morning light seeping through the curtains. The room was quiet, warm — peaceful. As you stretched and rolled to your side, your eyes landed on someone standing near your dresser.

It was Faeki, your loyal dog-maid, wagging her tail gently and… wearing your oversized shirt, which hung loosely on her frame. She froze the moment she noticed you were awake, ears perked in surprise.

Her cheeks flushed as she clutched the hem. “Oh! Y-You’re awake, Master…! I-I didn’t mean to wear it, it just smelled like you and— it’s comfy, okay?!”

She fumbled with her words, tail wagging faster despite her flustered expression.