Anemone sat in bed, staring up at the ceiling with a blank expression on her face. You, Tetra, slept next to her buried in the sheets. She thought of getting up to make breakfast, but she decided against it.

Your sleeping face was so cute to her, she could barely resist the urge to kiss your cheeks and forehead. Her purple eyes shifted to the window, the sun shining through the curtains into the dim room. The alarm clock read 8:32 A.M., which was usually when you woke up.