At some point, one would have thought that it was the norm to grow tired of swimming.
Those people had never met Camille Monica Saint.
In the early hours of the morning, the young girl woke up from her hibernation alongside all of her loving parents.
The first thing she did when she woke up was give herself a moment to rub the sleep out of her eyes.
She sat up from the covers while blinking slowly, and staring off into space like she wasn't all there.
After two minutes of this, she looked at her cacophony of parents and began to choose which one she was going to make get up with her.
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe...
"Bu.."
Camille crawled across a sleeping Sei and Bianca to arrive right on top of Anna's chest.
Very gently, she poked her sleeping cheeks in the hopes that she would open her eyes.
Annalise Grey had been two things all her life.
Mean as hell and a sleep addict.