NKOTB A1 | Morning | Monday | June 20

[tripledmyself]

Nathan didn't see any fucking need to get up early this morning. He didn't have any classes, there weren't any fucking spiders crawling up under his blankets to try and get way too intimate with him, and Ramona was even keeping her chirping to a bare minimum

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[dabblinginbitch]

The blanket was more interesting than most of the rest of the surroundings, anyway, and she could bounce around on it and burrow a little into the folds of it and basically if there was an upside to being stuck as an itty bitty blue chick, being little and hoppy was one of them.

Of course, being a baby chicken had nothing on being a girl, and just as Ramona was getting comfortable in one spot on top of him and reflecting on that, she abruptly was neither tiny nor fuzzy anymore. (She wasn't blue, either.) "Holy shit," she said with a jerk, because that was just really fucking startling.

And drafty. Dammit.

[tripledmyself]

"There better not be any shit," Nathan mumbled, still mostly asleep and thus, not realizing that the weight on his back had just gotten heavier (no, he wasn't falling you fat, Ramona) and that she was talking instead of chirping.

Give him a second or two and realization would start to dawn. Probably.

[dabblinginbitch]

"Gross," Ramona offered, making a face as she tried to maneuver off of him a bit. "Let me under those, I'm naked."

That would hopefully get his attention.

[tripledmyself]

"You're what?" Nathan asked, picking his head up and trying to spot her in between the twisting and turning she was doing on top of and beside him. "Why are you naked, Ramona?"

And he kept the blankets tight around him for the moment because, well, naked. He liked naked her. "Why should I let you in here? Naked's a good look on you."