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[unadorned]

[It's night time. The bed is comfortable and plush. The pillows are perfectly fluffed up, and the spring cool is the perfect temperature for a cozy night.

And yet Prussia keeps turning and tossing, kicking off the covers only to pull them back again, before staring morosely at the ceiling.

She's unaware of the faulty vines displaying her dim room, lit faintly by dozens of the snow globes she's collected throughout the month, and her forced insomnia to all of the Gardens.]

Does anyone else hear that infernal music?!

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[sororite]

[Snuggles up to Prussia and tries to give her a little kiss.] Couldn't you wake me in a more enjoyable way?

[unadorned]

Believe me, if my intention was to wake you up then it would have been much worse than this [which is just a very roundabout way of showing consideration.] Can't you hear it?

[sororite]

Mm. [Gets comfortable.] I can. Rather haunting, non?

[unadorned]

It was haunting for the first ten minutes. Now it's simply annoying. [You'd think someone who could blissfully sleep through gun fire would tolerate something like this...]

[sororite]

Maybe you simply need to be properly worn out before you fall asleep! I know just the thing!

[unadorned]

[Falling face first back onto the bed, she burrows into the pillow.] We're not brushing my hair again.

[sororite]

It needs it though... But that was not quite what I was thinking... [God she needs more friends who are as sex crazed as she is]

[unadorned]

Does it involve drinking myself to sleep? [Her voice is slightly muffled, but she doesn't move, otherwise.]