"Brother, wake up!!" The enthusiastic little girl with two low ponytails yelled, shaking Albedo while he slumbers on his messy desk.
Albedo wakes up still half asleep, rubbing his eyes. "Mhn, what do you need?" Albedo asked as he was still exhausted. "Why were you sleeping on your desk? A bed exists y'know," Klee ranted, placing her hands on her hips. "Oh, I must've dozed off as I was typing my essay," He yawned.