Drabble 4: At Home
"Hey, Orihime, I'm- WHAT THE FUCK!"
The loud, but feminine - and definitely unladylike - voice woke Orihime from her slumber. Even in her state she could tell, it was Tatsuki, coming to check on her. Smile equipped on her face, she slowly attempt to sit up and greet her friend, only to realize something was on top of her. Blinking the sleep away, Orihime looked over her shoulder - and blushed a fierce red.
Now awake, she turned to her friend, wide-eyed. "Tatsuki, it's not-!"
"ORIHIME, WHAT THE HELL IS THAT GRAY WOLF DOING IN YOUR BED, CUDDLING YOU!"
