[ ayaka wakes up to a beautiful song. a loud song, right at her ear. half asleep, she reaches out as if trying to turn off an alarm clock… and when she feels a feathery ball, well, the narcissus suite will hear a scream. sorry for the wake up call?
afterwards ayaka will be found at the solarium… alone?
SIKE! if you approach a little too close without warning, a little flying missile will swoop down in front or over you, chirping an angry little tune— it’s extremely cute, though. ]
Ah— uh, sorry about that! I don’t know why it keeps following me, honestly.
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afterwards ayaka will be found at the solarium… alone?
SIKE! if you approach a little too close without warning, a little flying missile will swoop down in front or over you, chirping an angry little tune— it’s extremely cute, though. ]
Ah— uh, sorry about that! I don’t know why it keeps following me, honestly.
[ she would like it if it stopped, actually. ]