Lazy Saturday Morning
"I'm so excited!" Sayori's excitement drowned out her usual depressed attitude in the morning, with the bubbly pink haired girl poking her head into Yuri and Monika's room at eight in the morning on a Saturday.
Monika was the only one awake, the brown haired novelist sitting at her desk in her PJs without her bow in her hair at her laptop. Green eyes focused on her current project. At the happy exclamation she leaned back in her chair and looked up from her computer, smiling up at the coral haired girl before putting a finger to her lips. "Sssshh," she softly encouraged the newer but fellow author "The other two are still sleeping... Natsuki had a nightmare last night so they need the extra zz's."
Sayori blinked and stood up on her toes, peering over top of Yuri's writing and manga draft cluttered desk to catch a glimpse of the sleeping pair. Who continually told them and everyone else that they weren't anything more than close friends.
Sayori could see the inky purple long hair of Yuri's from her position spilling out from beneath the pillow currently held over Yuri's face via Natsuki's left arm. The other novelist was as still as she usually was when she was sleeping, one pale skinned arm wrapped with white wraps like she usually had if a new person came to the dorm thrown over the lump next to her that consisted of Natsuki. While Yuri's long legs were bent slightly at the knees and mostly visible due to Natsuki hogging all of the tall girl's blankets for her blanket protection huddle. It revealed Yuri's choice in dark purple leggings, night sky colored half-sleeved shirt, and ankle length black socks. Ever the tomboy out of the four of them.
Sayori giggled and crept her way into the room, wanting to see more of the situation. Particularly Natsuki when all she could see of her right now was the smaller hand and arm lying limply on top of the pillow sized stuffed whale covering her friend's face.
"Careful Sayori, you know how easy it is to wake up Yuri," Monika cautioned but smiled as well, affection gleaming in her eyes as she looked at her two friends and cousin.
Natsuki was on her stomach next to Yuri, lying on top of Yuri's left arm with her head tucked down between Yuri's pillow and shoulder, her nose smushed against the other girl's shirt. Her shirt was ruffled and lifted up to reveal a strip of her back and stomach, faint bruising visible from the girl's latest trip home along the hem. However that part wasn't visible with how Natsuki was hidden via all of Yuri's blankets, the blankets piled on and tucked around her likely by Yuri at various points in the night when the pink haired girl's movements accidentally woke up the light sleeper. So Yuri had the tail end of one of her only lilac colored fleece blanket wrapped around her midsection and upper legs, along with part of one of her sheets, but Natsuki was hogging all of the other blankets.
"I know, I know," Sayori giggled behind her hands, gazing happily at her peacefully sleeping friends, "but they're just so cute!"
"I'm not cute..." Natsuki's voice came muffled from her position but she barely moved, her voice tainted heavily with sleep. "Now shut up and go away."
Yuri's fingers twitched and the purple haired girl's legs shifted, drawing them up to release the stiffness in her joints and wedging one of Natsuki's calves between her legs in the process. She said some inaudible remark that would've been hard to hear even without having a massive stuffed whale over her face, and Natsuki lightly punched the stuffed whale.
"Stay still," Natsuki grumbled as Yuri lifted one arm to remove the offending object from off her face. "Yuuuri," the pinkette whined as Yuri ignored her and stubbornly lifted her arm, jostling the tsundere beside her. "I'm trying to sleep purple head," she punched the whale with a little more force than last time, acting a little like a pouting child, "settle down."
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