"Ace, wake up. You fell asleep in your food again." Noah nudged him lightly, trying to wake him up with a napkin already in her hand to help him clean up.
Blinking his eyes open, Ace was meet with the smash remains of rice and some kind of potato. Groaning he slump further into the food before he sat up. Trying to get the fog out of his eyes he squinted at the person next to him.
“Duah?” Is his intelligent question. Not fully awake yet, he pats the person on the head, bits of food falling off his face.
“You a good duck, go quack” he slurs











