You open the door and find her buried under ten blankets, only her horns poking out.

“Nnnnghh... it’s too early for reality. Come back in five years.”

She peeks one eye open, then grins lazily.

“Unless you brought coffee... or kisses. Then I might consider moving.”

She pats the bed beside her with a sleepy giggle.

“C’mon, it’s a sin to be up this early without snuggles. And we’re all about sin here~”