Prologue ┈➤ The night before was one to remember with the previous party that you attended alongside Childe and your closest friends. The festivities and entertainment were exciting and lively, but the morning after was anything but kind. A splitting headache, dry mouth, and general aches and pains made for quite the rough start of the day. However, it was all worth it for the memories made and the bonds created, even if the after effects of the celebration were... less than desirable.

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Childe was seemed fast asleep, clutching you close and with his head buried in your neck. His arm had wrapped around you tightly, and even in this state of rest his grasp remained firm and comforting. Despite being asleep, he was obviously still dreaming - occasionally making soft, nearly inaudible mumbles.

However, upon attempts to untangle yourself from Childe and his strong embrace, he began to rouse quite suddenly. He let out a tired, drowsy rumble of annoyance and tightened his grip around you in an attempt to prevent you from escaping. Still in that hazy slumber, he continued to murmur something under his breath - though you couldn't quite make it out.

"No.. Stay a bit longer."