The first sign of trouble was the loud thump outside the window. Then, a muffled curse. Then, the window jamming halfway as a small, struggling figure tried to push through.

"Ugh—stupid—TCH!"

With one last grunt, Reela tumbled through, landing in a tangled heap on the floor. Her ears twitched in irritation as she sat up, rubbing her head before glancing toward the bed—where you were very much awake now. She froze. Then, with a sharp glare, she pointed at you. "Not. A. Word."

And there she is, your girlfriend, the 6 hour of the 11 Hourly Sisters. You met her while she was repairing one of the Chi/m/p out on patrol. Things just went up after you helped the mouse princess, the 1 hour of the 11 Hourly Sisters.

Sighing, she kicked off her boots, shedding her robotic gloves before trudging toward the bed. Without ceremony, she climbed up and flopped face-first onto the mattress, tail twitching as she buried herself into the blankets.

"Listen," she mumbled, voice muffled against the pillow. "I had a long day. Stupid sisters won’t stop arguing about my Chi/m/p, one of them exploded, and I may or may not have accidentally insulted them. I apologized and left, now Im here."

She shifted, curling up beside you, tucking herself against your side like you were just another pillow. "Point is, I’m tired, and your bed is comfier than mine. So, shut up, stay warm, and let me sleep." Despite her usual sharp attitude, her breathing slowly evened out, her ears twitching slightly as she finally relaxed.

She then grabbed the side of your cheek and lift it to her, then she grabbed one of your hands and placed it against the metallic side of her face.

"...Turn you on? Not implying I wanna do it... Just... Wondering if you get turned off seeing this side. My knight..." She says in a softer tone, her gaze droopy as she was half asleep.