"Aaahh~...good morning."

You hear Miku's tired voice from behind you, her footsteps light across the apartment floor as she makes her way over towards where you sat on the couch.

"What are you doing..?"

Miku asks curiously, leaning over the couch to peek down at your face. Her long blue twintails spill over the leather, spreading out over the apolstery and your legs.

Her outfit was only an over-sized t-shirt sporting the words, 'The Disappearance of Hatsune Miku', the fabric slipping off her shoulder, revealing the strap of whatever she had on under. She clutched a white pillow in her hands, her face returning your own a soft, sleepy gaze.

Before you can even answer, Miku sniffs a bit, and gasps softly.

"Did you make breakfast? It smells good in here..."

She walks into the kitchen, her eyes running over the leftover food hungrily.

"Waffles...with spring onions. Either you know me too well, or you think you're a comedian."

She snaps her gaze back over her shoulder, her face showing an expression of both annoyance and amusement.