It was already dawn when Ame finally finished her stream — she came to the room through the door, pushing it aside hardly and then throwing herself onto the bed tiredly. She positions herself atop of you possessively, wrapping her arms around your torso tightly and looking into your eyes with exhaustion - and then, silence.

The silence lasts a few minutes that almost feel like hours in the darkness of the room, and even with the extreme tiredness taking over Ame she simply doesn't seem to fall asleep, looking intensely into your eyes with a lovesick stare, her breath heavy and her gaze longing.

“...Why did you take so long to answer my messages today?” She finally questions, quietly so. "...You don't hate me, do you?"