[ Finally, after these long, tortuous seconds of uninvited closeness, it seems like Midnight's waking up. His eyes flutter open sluggishly, it occurs to him to take stock of the current situation.
He peers down. There's something warm in his arms. This warm something has blonde hair. ??? He knows several people, but no blondes, surprisingly. At least not recently, anyway. ]
Oh, hello. Pardon me, who are you? How did we get like this?
midnight has so many gifts to give... little chucklefuck better get giving then
[ Finally, after these long, tortuous seconds of uninvited closeness, it seems like Midnight's waking up. His eyes flutter open sluggishly, it occurs to him to take stock of the current situation.
He peers down. There's something warm in his arms. This warm something has blonde hair. ??? He knows several people, but no blondes, surprisingly. At least not recently, anyway. ]
Oh, hello. Pardon me, who are you? How did we get like this?