Snippet #1735997

Sora stirred slightly, his inner clock told him that it was still night but even so, he couldn't seem to help waking up. Slowly he got control of his body from it's sleep state. He felt something...soft lying against him, which seemed cold, but not uncomfortably so, Not like trying to touch Dess... He thought, ignorant to the true nature of what lay against him. He peeled his eyes slowly open, and his vision was greeted with the sight of dark blue hair, his sense of touch greeted with fabric in one hand, and skin in the other. As he began to realise what actually lay against him, the blue hair started to tickle his nose.

He sneezed.

Because his head shot forward when he did so, he ended up head-butting the back of Destiny's head. Clutching his head with one hand, he felt the grip on his other get tighter as she began to wake up...