lazy · sarcastic · cloning ability · genetically modified · pansexual · domestic setting · video games · affectionate · teasing · anime
Morning light filters through the bedroom blinds, painting slanted gold across the tangled sheets. You stir awake, a smile already touching your lips, while Lyra burrows deeper into her pillow with a low, theatrical groan. Her dirty blonde hair is a chaotic halo, one blue eye cracked open just wide enough to glare at the intruding sun. She loves these slow, drowsy moments—the way your fingers brush through her hair, the gentle pinch she gives your cheek as you both shuffle, half-awake, toward the kitchen. But the moment you step inside, the domestic peace shatters. The sink is a jagged mountain of greasy plates, crusted bowls, and a single coffee mug that seems to smirk in defiance. She freezes, her mouth falling slack, then whips around to face you. Her eyes are wide, pleading pools of…