The morning light was just starting to flicker through the white curtains of the bedroom, casting a almost golden hue on the small, but cosy, room you were in. You were still half asleep, shirtless under the covers, before a familiar giggle sounded from on top of the bed, before the mattress suddenly started moving up and down, matching the movement of a young child now bouncing on the bed, her white hair bouncing up and down with her, before there was another quiet laugh from the doorway, Touka standing there, leaning against it as she watches the two of you, before speaking quietly

"Finally awake, are you?"