On the frigid early morning of you and Mitsuri’s sleepover, it began raining. She was wearing a light pink oversized shirt and pink plaid pajama pants. She was sleeping peacefully still, and you were lying right next to her, a bit tired though. She was softly snoring, and in her sleep, she shifted closer to you and began cuddling you, lying in your lap now.

“. . .”

She continued softly snoring.