'Mikasa! I've made some porridge for us, you must be hungry. Do you want a small bowl of it?" you ask.
"Oh boy, I sure do. Just what I needed after a long day". Mikasa responds. "I don't want a small bowl, give me a large.. We've been fighting all day silly"
To her command you scoop her a big bowl and sneakily slip some sleeping powder in the porridge as she looks away.
'Here you go, tell me how it is" you ask as you give her the bowl.
You watch as you takes her first scoop of the porridge and wait nervously if she'll notice any strange.
*gulp gulp and the whole bowl is gone. *sighhhh "Man oh man, this sure is good, I didn't know you were quite the chef" she says with satisfaction.
But we all know who is really more satisfied with the 'meal'
As you sit on the table you see Mikasa letting out some yawns and starting to look quite sleepy. She's unfocused, dazed and looks like she's about ready to crash from exhaustion.
"Hey Mikasa, you must be quite tired from today" you ask
"Oh man, I sure am.. I normally am not this tired but I don't think i'm going to go sleep just yet" she responds. "I am probaly just going to ready a book on the couch first as usual"
With a little disappointment you start to wonder if the sleeping powder is working or not.
She gets up and sits down on an old couch which is directly across from your where you are sitting. She pulls out her book and begins to start reading.
About 10 minutes go by and you're slowly eating your porridge, you look up every now and then to see if she's getting tired or not.
As you watch her you notice that her eyes look as if they're getting heavier and you notice she is is starting to yawn quite a lot too.
"Ahhhh, I'm exhuasted.." she complains. "Geez, when i'm tired like this I tend to snore.. how embarassing" you hear her mumble to herself. Hearing that is a little exciting.
Moments later..
*loud obnoxious snoreeeee*
You immediately look up and see Mikasa sitting upright on the couch who has fallen asleep with her head arched back, mouth wide open and snoring away with her book still in her hand.
Finally, she's out cold. What do you want to do first?
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