Fishstrid Brotp Microfic
Three fucking hours in the morning.
Grinding her teeth in irritation, Astrid raises herself on her elbows. Her crazy roommate had built a tent out of a blanket, on which a hunched shadow loomed in the light of a flashlight. Astrid's eyelid twitched from giggling, excited muttering, rustling pages and other sounds coming from the "tent".
Fishlegs shuddered and fell silent when the blanket was abruptly torn off him. Astrid loomed over him menacingly. Her features, distorted by malice, were truly frightening.
"I'm taking this," she hissed through her teeth and snatched the comic out of his hands before Fishlegs could do anything.
"Hey! I didn't have time to finish reading!.." he belatedly protested, but Astrid resolutely shoved the comic book under her pillow.
"If I don't get enough sleep before the match because of you, you can forget about the comic book!" Astrid blurted out and, covering her head with a blanket, resolutely turned away to the wall.
