“Good morning, sleepyhead,” Aradia whispers to the dark, pulling the door to Vriska’s cabin open slowly. The light filters in through the crack and paints a path towards Vriska’s bed. The maid smiles wide and slips inside the room, carefully moving around the table and chairs as she walks.
She stops beside Vriska’s bed and crouches down, touching her arm. “Oh Captain my Captain~ wake up~”













