Ink was awake.
The affects of sleep had not been lost on him yet.
He drowsily looked over his shoulder.
Error was there, spooning him per usual.
He smiled, the soft snores of the other clued him in that he was the only one awake.
He turned back, his smile drooping.
Guess he's stuck here now, unwilling to leave the warmth and risk waking Error up with his movements.
Eh, fine with him, they'll just skip actual breakfast today. Nothing wrong with having breakfast for lunch, right?
Besides, he knew Error liked waking up on his own time and not having Ink jabbing him with 'Its time for breakfast! Get up sleepy!'.
He didn't blame him really, but he was starting to genuinely hate Errors morning side.
Error was not a morning person by any means.
Still feeling tired he absently wondered what time it was- glancing at the alarm clock on his desk; 8:47 AM.
Fuck, seriously?
He decided to just go back to bed, there wasn't a single purpose to getting up, or staying up (wither in bed or not), at 9 AM.
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31 Shiptober Errorink Writing Challenge
RandomJust using the one from Ask Glitch And Squid blog because they posted one and I decided yes because errorink and yes. Teheheheheheh errorink :))))) All the drawings are owned by me plus the writing obviously so dont steal or you get copyright slap.
