Zip Me kukuku
“Catch me if you can!” Cyrus exclaimed, wildly laughing as he ran around her dorm. After that one time when he broke into the room and ate some of her food, he came back everyday to have lunch with her. At this point they were like older brother and sister. Even Lethe took a liking to him, and was okay with him hanging out in the dorm.
Today they had plans to go to the fields so Cecelia could teach him how to shoot a bow and arrow. But Cyrus refused to get out of his dirty, mud-stained clothes and into some fresh ones. He was running around like a maniac with only his boxers on. Cece chased him around the dorm with an irritated expression, gripping his pants and shirt in one hand while the other gripped a comb.
Every time she got close enough to grab him, he would leap away, dart to the side, or stop and slide under her legs and run in the other direction. The whole shenanigan was starting to tire her out. Why did young boys have to be so premature? She rolled her eyes and groaned as Cyrus threw one of her bras from her dresser at her.
Once she got close enough again, she jumped on him, the two tumbling. They crashed against the wall causing Cyrus to whine as Cece rubbed her head. “That was uncalled for,” he grumbled. The archer grabbed both his arms, pulling them up as she pulled on his shirt. Then she forced his legs into some shorts with a grumble.
‘next time, ill stun you with a dart, understand?’ she wrote to him.