"Oh~"
Irregular routines always give people headaches. Shard only realized it was time to wake up when he vaguely felt someone tugging at his hand.
Today, opening his eyes required more determination. He only vaguely remembered going to bed at four or five in the morning, and it was now seven o'clock on Wednesday morning.
"Mia~"
Shard murmured in complaint, actually blaming himself for staying out too late at the party.
"Meow~"
But the sound seemed to come from farther away, and amidst the meowing, Shard heard the laughter of a young woman.
He opened his eyes to see Tifa smiling, standing by the bedside looking at him:
"Shard, Miss Writer has called you to breakfast."
"Us?"
Still sleepy, Shard paused for a moment, then suddenly sat up in bed.
