✿ | Yuzu steps in, slowly closing the door. While sitting on a chair, she places the glass of water on the night stand. “…” The noir seemed to be tuckered out, and he’s probably got other priorities to think about—Yuzu’s safety being one of them. “Atsuro…” She spoke in a soft voice, careful to not wake him up. “I….I’m sorry…” It’s because I’m no good, isn’t it…?
“Mmmmnnnh…” The programmer just rolls around a bit and seems to be in a rather peaceful sleep despite how he’s been feeling. Overworking one’s self is never a good idea and with nobody to slap sense into him he’s overloaded himself to the point of passing out.
✿ | “Pfft–!!” She had to stifle a snicker. Oh, Atsuro. The girl couldn’t help but laugh at the way he rolled–almost like a puppy. He really did overwork himself, huh/ That’s explain why Atsuro would be sleep deprived these days. “…You Ahoro.” Yuzu mutters, still silently snickering at his reaction.
