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Crescent

Riva kept opening her eyes, and then slowly forcing them shut again. After about half an hour she was finally dozing into a slumber.


In the sleep she rolled over a few times, sleeping most of the rest of the night facing him. Her frame was mostly curled up, one of her hands under her head and her knees almost up to her chest.
 
Though much of the night, Allen would remain still after about three in the morning he was a bit more active. Turning a little here and there as he would often change positions. He hadn't noticed that he had gotten rather close to her even with the pillow in between the two and soon he ended up facing her as well.
 
Still asleep, Riva brought the blankets up to her chin, and burrowed her face between the blanket and her pillow. (dunno how to roleplay sleeping. lol)
 
By the time morning had begun, Allen found himself to be stirring as still he was one to awake rather slowly. This occurred until finally his eyes opened slightly, and with surprise he found them meeting the sleeping face of Riva.
 
Riva was normally a late sleeper, and kept sleeping even at Allen woke up.
 
Allen found himself peering at her a while longer as his true mind came back, and as he was once again fully awake he slowly shifted himself into a sit. He, didn't have truly much to do but sit there... he could try making breakfast though never was he taught to cook.
 
After a few minutes Riva made a small groaning noise and then fluttered open her eyes while stretching. When her body went limp again her eyes shut as well, but soon opened into slits a few moments later.
 
Hearing her, Allen peeked over towards her yet again watching as it seemed she was waking up. "Good morning..." He greeted quietly.
 
Slowly she brought her gaze over to him and yawned, managing to return a small, "Mornin'."
 
He glanced away once more, attempting to think of what to now say seeing as he still was rather bad at conversation.
 
"Hungry?" She asked, seeing as though he was speechless. Very slowly she sat up, rubbing at her forehead.
 
He nodded as she asked, knowing he had thought of attempting to make breakfast himself only moments before. "Yes... could I help?"
 
"Sure. What are you hungry for?" She asked, stretching one last time.
 
"I have simple stuff for the most part, but we could make eggs or something," She said with a shrug of her own. Then she pulled herself out of bed and tossed the blanket back here she had been laying, in a lame attempt to make the bed.
 
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"How about ceral? I don't really want to make anything, if you don't mind," She said, beginning to walk to the kitchen and look in the cupboard.
 
"That's fine" He replied. following her as she walked ahead. It seemed that still Skye was keeping quiet as he wasn't awoken by the demon this morning, and though Allen did wonder why he chose not to mention it.
 
"I have frosted flakes and rasin bran. What would you like?" She asked, taking the two boxes from the cupboard and turning to face him.
 
"I..." He paused a moment, not truly knowing what either was so he just chose the first she had mentioned, "F...frosted flakes?"
 
"That's my favorite one," she said as she put the other ceral away. She went and got two bowls and two spoons, and then grabbed a gallon of milk. "A lot or a little?" She asked while making her own bowl. She had about half of the bowl filled.
 
"Uhm... A lot..." He responded quietly after thinking over the two choices, he was rather hungry still though he assumed this would die down after a while.
 
"Ok," she said, filling up the bowl until it nearly reached the rim. Then she put spoons in both and poured in milk. "There you go," she said, carrying both bowls to the table.
 
"Thank you" he said as he followed her to the table. He glanced to his bowl curiously as he wondered of its taste, knowing it was a rare occurrence that he would try new foods.
 
"You're welcome," she said, sitting down in front of her own bowl and taking ahold of the spoon.
 

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