Returning With the Artist
When Yujia woke up in the morning— after she somehow managed to fall asleep last night— her neck was feeling rather sore. She could feel the odd sensation of stiff muscles in her neck the moment she moved her head the slightest.
Ouch.
What did people say about falling asleep on shoulders as cute again? It was comfortable at first, but feeling a stiff neck in the morning might not have been the most worth it.
She looked over at Zixu almost immediately after waking up, blinking when she realized that he was already wide awake, observing her.
"How long were you awake?" she asked, all the while moving aside to stretch and gently massage the back of her neck.
He pulled the "blanket" to his side, transforming it back to the outer robes he was wearing yesterday. "Not for long," he replied, focusing on straightening his sleeves.
"Not for long?" Yujia repeated, pausing.