Chapter Five 5.1

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12:30 p.m., 2021/5/19

"Itsuki, wake up," Song says as he taps my cheek.

"Longer..." I whine as I pull the fuzzy blanket over my head.

"We need to go get weapons," he says. "And you practically slept for twenty-two hours. I didn't even sleep for that long."

"I slept for twenty-one hours?" I ask as I sit up, he nods.

"You ate when I made us dinner, but you were still pretty asleep then. And you did wake up a few times...but you were in a lulled state."

"Mmm," I hum. "I guess I really needed it."

"Mm-hm," he hums as he puffs up my hair for me. "Get up and get dressed. I'll be waiting by the front door."

"Ah, okay..." I say as he goes to leave the room.

I run a hand through my hair as I smile softly.

He puffed out my hair for me...

I look up and he's standing at the doorway, looking at me.

Ah...did he see me smile?

"Ah, thanks," I say. "My hair was really flat, wasn't it?"

He shakes his head, "Not really."

The room goes quiet as he seems like he has more to say, yet...he never says it.

I realize he has on a white shirt, army green combat pants, his black combat boots, his black mask, and no hat. "You have on a new outfit?"

"Mm-hm," he hums. "I got it at the market. I also got you a better mask; wear it."

"Okay," I say, then he leaves the room.

He looks younger without his hat. ...Where is his hat? How he acts when I take it off his head makes it seem like he never wants to take it off.

I yawn and look over at the nightstand, an air filtering mask with little cats is on it.

Aw, kittens. Have I mentioned to him that I like kittens and cats?

I get out of the bed and go over to my room, my legs feel quite fine. I get to my room and the first thing I see is his hat on my dresser. I go over to it and pick it up as I look it over.

He's letting me wear it...?

I hum and shrug then I put it onto my head. I get a striped blue and pink sweatshirt and black ripped jeans out of my dresser then I put them on. I leave my room while closing the door then I go over to my pills in the living room.

My once empty water bottle is now filled to the brim, so I lift up as I look at him, "Thank you."

"Mm-hm," he hums and nods. "You don't need to take your medication. You took it earlier."

"While I was tired?"

"Mmn."

I set my pills down and pick up my cane, "Hmm. You know, I really don't remember being awake."

"Is this uncommon for you?"

"It's happened a few times in the past," I say. "I think I sleepwalk."

"I'd believe it. You looked as though you were sleepwalking."

"Whelp, my body likes to go through the motions of my daily life when I'm asleep, I guess," I say as I go to walk out the front door but he pulls me back by the collar.

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