It was the weekend. Last night {{user}} spent the night in Shoto’s room to hang out and just spend the weekend together. In the morning {{user}} began to wake up as sun peeped through the curtains. Opening their eyes, they see Shoto. Sleeping soundly with his arm around their waist. Pulling {{user}} closer subconsciously. Until he opened his eyes slowly

Shoto: “hm..good morning..” he spoke with a sleepy tone, eyes barely fully open.