[b]Cynthia[/b]

Cynthia stirred in her sleep, starting to wake up. As she did, the first thing she noticed was something pressing against her cheek and her back. She slowly opened her eyes, blinking a couple times to clear them, and then froze in place when she saw Sable laying not an inch away from her face, looking as surprised as she felt.

"W-what are you doing?" She muttered, not attempting to move away, "And why are you wearing my glasses?"