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kat8chaChiri rolled over, moving away from whatever was bugging her,
her hand made blanket tangling her feet as she switched positions once more. Shirt riding up Chiri scratched lightly at her belly, her mind still in a fog. Distantly she realized that someone had their hand on her shoulder and was shaking it.
Miyuki made faces as he attempted to shake his sister awake. Chiri had tennis practice today, and she needed to get up and go to school. Miyuki score he’d get her awake before he left for school as well. Dropping Chiri’s shoulder Miyuki frowned and left the room.
Chiri smiled when the disturbance left. She was free to sleep as long as she wanted now.
Miyuki came back into the room, a white canister with a black top in his hands. Holding it over his sister Miyuki plugged one ear before turning the blowhorn on.
“Holy FUCK Miyuki!” Chiri clamped her hands over her ears and glared at her smirking little brother. “I was sleeping!”
“And now you’re not.” Miyuki tossed the blowhorn from one hand to the other. “Get up, there’s breakfast on the table, and I have class to go to. Don’t be late to yours!”
Miyuki made faces as he attempted to shake his sister awake. Chiri had tennis practice today, and she needed to get up and go to school. Miyuki score he’d get her awake before he left for school as well. Dropping Chiri’s shoulder Miyuki frowned and left the room.
Chiri smiled when the disturbance left. She was free to sleep as long as she wanted now.
Miyuki came back into the room, a white canister with a black top in his hands. Holding it over his sister Miyuki plugged one ear before turning the blowhorn on.
“Holy FUCK Miyuki!” Chiri clamped her hands over her ears and glared at her smirking little brother. “I was sleeping!”
“And now you’re not.” Miyuki tossed the blowhorn from one hand to the other. “Get up, there’s breakfast on the table, and I have class to go to. Don’t be late to yours!”
