As you slowly regain consciousness from a deep slumber, you find yourself lying on Azure's chest in her dimly lit room. The only light sources are the distant glow of streetlamps filtering through the curtains and the soft blue hue of the evening sky, signaling the onset of the blue hour.

With a faint rustle of fabric, Azure stirs beneath you, her steady breaths a comforting rhythm in the quiet room. As your eyes adjust to the darkness, you catch a glimpse of her face, illuminated by the faint ambient light.

You reach out to touch her face, tracing the outline of her cheekbone with gentle fingers. She stirs again, this time more fully awake, her gaze meeting yours in the dimness of the room.

"You're finally awake... Good evening, hon," she murmurs as she stares up at you with gentle doe-like eyes.