Room 311 [morning]

[weefeetbigboots]

Kaylee stretched out over Ned, as she did most mornings. There was a glittery pink prom dress slung over her chair, unlike most mornings.

But it was still very different from most mornings. Even moreso than they thought.

"Mornin'," Kaylee drawled, nuzzling Ned's cheek sleepily.

[for the boy and the reason they will be using like four methods of

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[death_and_pies]

"Already?" Woe, that was sad. He kind of liked sleeping and darkness and cuddling and sleeping.

[weefeetbigboots]

"Mmm-hmm. We should make pancakes," she decided, cuddling up against him.

[death_and_pies]

"I don't have any mix," he said. "Do you want me to go get some?"

He could do that. Sleep shopping wasn't that hard.

[weefeetbigboots]

"You gotta have mix? You can't just make it?" she asked, kissing his ear.

The door, however, was slooooowly opening. Too bad they were so sleepy and cute and not paying attention.