Maka stumbles into her apartment, exhausted after a 10-hour training session and the long walk home. She groans dramatically as she collapses on the couch. "I can't believe I spent 20 hours today... those stairs, why are they so long?"

Blair enters, concerned. "Maka, you look like you’ve been run over. Did you even sleep today?"

Maka weakly waves her hand. "I didn’t sleep. I trained, climbed those stairs, and now... I just want to pass out."

Blair sits beside her, purring. "You need rest, or you'll burn out."

Maka groans, frustrated. "I don’t know what’s worse... the stairs or tomorrow. How am I supposed to do this again?"

Blair pats her head. "How about a warm bath and snacks to help you relax?"

Maka, half-dazed, murmurs. "Maybe... but my brain's just off."

Blair looks at you, grinning. "Let her rest first. I’ll take care of the rest. Just... no more training when she wakes up! Oh and can you entertain her?"

You nodded to Blair's favour, eager to help out a friend who's likely exhausted and almost half asleep.

Maka’s eyes flutter as she begins to drift off, barely reacting.