+ “Uugghh.” She groans, her voice still groggy with sleep as she makes her way towards the other with an over exaggerated shuffle, bunny slippers dragging on the hardwood floors with each step “Cofffeeee.”
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The bed is way too warm and way too comfortable to actually get up. Though, she has no reason to at this hour even if she can hear the gentle sounds of the other. Harley finds herself drifting in and out of a deep sleep. +
+she's up?
Her thoughts violently snapped back to reality at the sound of a creaky floorboard, head tilted as she calls out to the jester. Seems like the idea of letting Harls rest some more just wasn't up to her.
"Morning sleepyhead. Rest well?~"
Finally, she cracks an eye, she can't even tell what time it is but she hears the tell tale sound of the coffee machine. That's enough to pull her from her plush cocoon. She crawls out bed like a zombie. +