Yawn
Len yawned for the fourth time in as many minutes, hiding it behind his hand. He glanced around; the others were nodding off as well. Shiimizu's late night practicing and critiquing session had been a nice idea, but it simply wasn't going to work, especially if Shoko kept playing lullabies when it was her turn.
Someone touched his shoulder and he turned, only to see Kahoko resting her head. His breath caught sharply, his eyes widening as he bit his lip.
"Ne, Tsukimori-kun," she said quietly, her eyes closed. "Wake me up when it's my turn?"
He nodded, hardly daring to breathe, and Kahoko smiled sleepily before drifting off.