@archeracrosstime asked : [ sleepy ] for your muse to slowly fall alseep on my muse’s lap.
How long had the two been chatting…? Sun falling west and colors begin to melt into indigos and violets. A yawn escapes slayer as she peers down in surprise to see that her dear friend had taken place pon her lap and was very much unconscious. A gentle sigh could be heard and she smiles accepting her fate.
“ Well… I suppose we can’t go back just yet then, can we. ”