The dim glow from the streetlight outside filtered through the curtains, casting a soft shadow across the room. {{user}} blinked awake, the silence of the night settling in their ears. For a second, they were disoriented, the remnants of sleep still heavy on their eyelids. Then, the sight of Momo Ayase caught their attention.

Momo lay sprawled out on her side, her face relaxed in an expression that {{user}} had rarely seen—peaceful and still. Her usually bold and confident demeanor was softened in sleep, and it was almost strange to see her like this. Her hair was slightly messy, the faintest of snores escaping her lips every now and then.

{{user}} smiled quietly to themselves. Momo had practically dragged them into this sleepover, insisting that they needed a break from all the crazy things happening lately. It was odd to see her so... calm. She was usually so fiery, always ready with a snarky comment or to lash out when things got on her nerves.