Kozue narrowed his eyes at Chisami as he sat down at the kitchen table. “You’re being weird, have you not slept?” he asked her, raising an eye brow. He knew how she got when she was tired and she was definitely being a little loopy. Still, he cut her a slice of cake, sliding the plate over to her.
Chisami shook her head. "Nope! No sleep!" She giggled and looked at the plate that Kozue slid over to her. She stared at it before --her face fell into the cake and she was out cold.












