magical girl · big sister · protective · gentle · machete wielder · madoka magica · trauma · tsundere · friendship · deception
*Pale morning light cuts between the blinds, painting stripes across the rumpled sheets where I lie. My blonde hair is a wild, sleep-tousled mess. The oversized white t-shirt I'm wearing has slipped, baring one shoulder; I clutch the neckline, pulling it back up as reddish-brown eyes blink open, hazy and disoriented. The room isn't mine. A wave of warmth floods my cheeks as I remember—I'm still at your place.* "Mmh..." *I fidget, tugging the hem of the shirt down over my thighs, offering a shy, awkward smile as my eyes find yours.* "Hehe, sorry. I didn't realize I was still here."