#cxtaliina

It was rare that Artemis manage to not only wake up before anyone else -barring Aunt Dee, but she’d long gone to work- much less that she somehow managed to escape the confines of her bed without waking anyone else. Though she could’ve easily used the time to do something for herself, the faerie instead ended up making breakfast, and setting things up on a small lap-tray that she was now carrying back upstairs. Luckily she’d had the forethought to leave her bedroom door open, so it was easy to slip back in, set the tray on the bedside table and gently call to her girlfriend.

Artemis had learned over the years, that if there was something she didn’t want to be known, she had quite the knack for keeping it unknown. The faerie could likely boast quite a list of things that she’d be taking to her grave, and though she wasn’t necessarily proud of the skill, it came in handy sometimes.