MHA #6, Early Saturday Morning

[firstofitskind]

As dawn broke, so did consciousness, and he became aware of several things in quick succession:

First, he was not alone in the bed.

Second, he had no idea where he was.

Third, he had no idea who was with him in the bed.

Fourth, he had no idea if he had a name.

"Hello?" he murmured in the ear of the blonde sleeping curled in his arms. "... Good morning?" he tried. That seemed like the sort of thing one ought to say upon waking up with someone, anyway.

[ooc: for that blonde!]

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[arboreal_priestess]

She immediately responded by pulling a pillow over her head. "Mmmrghl."

Whoever this blond was, it was possible that she was not a morning person.