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“How did I end up in this position, again,” Inori thought as he awoke, eyes bleary with the sun streaming through his window. He turned his head down to see a small mop of orange hair, the only thing he could see of the small supervisor. Samon was still sleeping soundly, curled into Inori’s side with the thick comforter pulled up over his face.
Inori selfishly lived in the quiet moment for a few minutes more, before reaching an arm over to shake Samon awake. “C’mon, Supervisor. Our shift is supposed to start in a few hours.”
Samon grumbled and kicked Inori lightly as he flipped completely onto his other side, his back now facing Inori. Inori could have sworn he heard him say ‘shut up, give me 20 more minutes’.
“I am so holding this over his head. Who's being lazy now, Supervisor,” Inori thought as he chuckled quietly to himself at Samon’s antics.
Inori acquiesced to his Supervisor’s request for about ten minutes more, not being one to fully turn down a lazy morning after all, before he finally got himself up and pulled the comforter clean off of Samon. The tiny supervisor jumped a few inches off the bed with a loud squeak in response to the swift action before turning back to glare daggers at Inori. Whatever intimidation Samon was trying to use didn’t work, however. There was no way Inori could be intimidated when Samon was currently sporting fluffy bedhead while wearing one of Inori’s old cotton tees that was 10 sizes too big on him.
Inori just laughed him off with a simple, “Sorry, Supervisor. Trust me, I would stay in bed all day too, if I didn’t think you would kill me once you realized we missed a whole shift.”
“Whatever, Inori. You didn’t have to be an ass about the way you woke me up though,” Samon replied, his face in a small pout as he finally got out of bed and made his way past Inori to the restroom.
“Seriously, how did I end up in this position again?”