Ichika woke up with a slap to the face, groggily opening his eyes to see the singular one of Laura, seriously? why does she wear that to sleep?

¨waht?¨

¨We´re about to be late. And you haven´t even dressed."

¨What is she talking about? It´s...¨

A quick turn of the clock revealed that it was an ungodly early hour to be late to anything, class wouldn´t even begin to start around for another few hours.

This new event seemed to be delightfully nostalgic to the completely incoherent sleep schedule that he went through wandering from battlefield to battlefield.

¨Is violence your first response to everything to you?¨

¨Early to rise anger out of me, early to go back to bed unconscious.¨

¨Great, I´ll let you take the first swing then. AGAIN.¨

That shook her to the slightest degree that almost definitely did not pay off the minuscule pain he felt currently.

¨...Very funny.¨ she said without even bothering to hide her high amount of contempt.

He gave a quick yawn, then another one after noticing Laura´s repulsion of the first, after that he did a much louder one on purpose.

A slight smile came out of him as he recoiled slightly at her attempt to almost slap him. This almost felt like home.

He gave a slight rush to his morning routine, she was beckoning him to rush for some reason, orders were orders from high command.

¨Ẅhy didn´t you wake me up nice-¨

¨I tried. And failed.¨ curtly spoken this was not a poorly hidden excuse to hit him again after last night's events, he thought, he wasn´t 100% assured.

¨Ï don´t blame you. Sometimes I´m like that, sorry.¨

She seemed slightly angrier at the groveling apology than at his insult earlier. Good enough.

Hooray for the moral high ground!

He´d get back at her in a less mature way. It´d be more distracting to them both than weapon maintenance and less being caught off-guard.

As long as it was a proper distraction it would be alright by him.

¨are you hungry?¨ he said with a toothbrush in his mouth, making it seem like he was foaming at the mouth.

¨They open the commissary at a later date, there will only be fruits available to serve yourself with.¨

¨Aw...wait-what a shame!... I really would miss going there.¨

the sudden realization of the opportunity hit Ichika like an apple to the face and a slight smile rose from his face, maybe he actually should thank laura this time around, and he wanted apples. Apples were his favorite...

¨Yes. A complete tragedy for us unfortunate lots.¨ ¨ such failed attempts at sarcasm were exacerbated by her accent.

¨And what are we doing exactly?¨ he wasn´t that bothered by his rude awakening just more at the end goal of this little German girl.

¨How about the gym?" she suggested with a small hint of hope in her voice. She didn´t seem like the type to go with someone somewhere, much less invite said person after a fight to the death.

¨why that in particular? We could go for a run.¨

¨ It has an arena. A good excuse for us both to hurt each other.¨

¨At least you´re open about it.¨

¨anything else?" probably nothing, but he still needed to ask out of curiosity.

¨No, food first.¨ he could eat, but he was fine with holding off, still she seemed to gain an appetite.

¨you count fruit as food?¨

¨You don´t?¨

¨Not when compared to a proper meal.¨

¨Very weird definitions you have, American. Especially when they´re healthy and light¨

he cried out in the most lazy way possible ¨Everyone here mentions nationality too much.¨

¨only when they´re the ones insulting you.¨

¨Fair enough.¨

He slipped on a zip-on jacket, the air conditioning varied wildly in certain areas of the facility.

And with that, the duo went out of their small safe space and went forward into a new unknown yet more peaceful version of the campus, one that didn´t have anyone else in it.

¨Let´s get me some apples, raisins, and die eridbeee¨

¨Gotcha.¨ Why did she call only those by their original name? eh, he should push her, what did he have to lose?

¨are you trying to show off your Germanic?¨

a slight pause in her movement was something? everything just turned eerily quiet for longer than probably either of them wanted it to be. did she still have it against-

¨Hypocrite. And yes.¨ he overthought this...

¨Not really?- fine. You win."

¨Thank you.¨ the smug walk paired with the smile prickled him in the way only a friend could.

Well… at least they could still stand each other´s presence, seems like the night´s bouts did nothing. And the promise of a fight seemed to add in some consensual revenge.

At least this would be a better morning than usual.