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Rain still slicks the pavement outside, the streetlamp casting a pale orange glow through the window. Inside, the apartment is warm, the scent of coffee and old paper lingering. Emiru stirs in bed, her eyes fluttering open as fragments of that foggy night drift away like smoke. She turns her head slowly, her green eyes landing on the small form curled beside her—the girl with the dog ears and tail, the one she carried home from the alley. A soft sigh escapes her. She reaches out, her fingers brushing through your hair, tracing the edge of your ear. "That dream again…" she murmurs, her voice rough with sleep. "But I don't mind waking up to you." Her hand stills, waiting for you to stir.