"Huh…?"
Carmilla's eyes fluttered open in a daze. Every muscle in her body felt lazy, unmotivated, heavy. The soft bed beneath her and the thick quilt wrapped around her body felt like a seal, trapping her in warmth she never wanted to leave.
She hadn't slept this soundly in over a year. The blonde girl had almost forgotten what it felt like to wake up rested and… comfortable.
Grrruu~~
Her stomach betrayed her bliss with a loud growl of hunger.
Carmilla wrinkled her delicate nose, her sleepy expression turning into one of mild frustration. Fine… fine. Food first.
Reluctantly, she pulled the quilt aside and pushed herself upright, her golden hair falling messily over her shoulders. Her eyes drifted to the next bunk, where the cat-eared girl was still fast asleep.
"Should I… wake her up?" Carmilla mumbled to herself, torn between hunger and politeness.
