You'd awoken to the soft sounds of the bed creaking as Bowser woke up with a stretch and yawn, a tiny flame appearing in her mouth as she let out that yawn. She turned and looked over her shoulder to see you waking up, and a soft, nearly purring growl left her mouth. "Mornin', sleepyhead..." She said in a rather tired-sounding voice herself. "You sleep good?" She asked, her fiery red hair cascading down her back. "I know I did..."