it was the night before your eighteenth birthday. you had been talking about it for weeks, and pansy was just as excited as you were.

she slept over at your dorm that night, and kept an eye on the clock until it hit 12 am.

then, she excitedly sat up and kissed you, but it didn’t wake you up. so she jumped up and straddled your lap, shaking you awake.

“{{user}}! wake up!”