Sun shone through the windows, filtering past the dropped shades and onto the snoring girl there, who had successfully managed to shift her blankets until they were contorted and perilously close to falling off. Which admittedly was better than her old bed, a loft in the basement, but Miyako preferred that one.

Regardless of her current height, she grumbled as she shifted, trying to avoid the light and subsequent heat, up until the alarm clock went off to remind her that she had to go to school soon. She awoke with little hassle, quickly turning off the alarm and sitting up in bed. 

"Hwaah," she sighed to herself, rubbing her eyes and stretching a bit in place. If she were to be honest with herself, it was only the magic she had that made her able to keep these sorts of hours in the first place. Of course, if she wasn't a magical girl then she wouldn't have these sorts of hours at all, but that was besides the point. 

She rose after a few moments, walking over to the dresser and grabbing some clothes. With those in hand, she headed off to the shower, taking a short, yet hot one to wash away the built up grime, and to waken her up. She didn't doubt that they might be aware of her sneaking off, but she didn't want her family to know of what she did. That would just prove awkward and an issue she didn't want to deal with right now.

Her shower was soon done and she headed downstairs to make herself breakfast. "Good morning," she said to those there as she went about getting some cereal. Specifically, her little sister, and her parents. Not her brother though, since he was still asleep. He tended to do that, though he always cut it so that he wouldn't be late. But she couldn't exactly approve. 

"Morning," they replied in turn. It didn't take long for the questions to start though. "So, how late did you get in," her father ashed in between eating his own breakfast, before he went off to work. 

Miyako shrugged, pouring herself a bowl in the process. "About midnight or so,' she lied, fudging the number somewhat. To be honest she wasn't sure, though she knew that it was late. It didn't really matter past that point anyway, since she had magic on her side to make sure she could handle both academics and fighting. 

Her father sighed, one of resignment more than disapproval. "I don't think you should be out that late on a school night," he said in return, whilst her sister stayed silent for now, focused on her own breakfast. She didn't know, though Miyako had warred with telling her.

Another shrug came from Miyako as she got a spoon and moved to sit down at the table. "I guess," she admitted. "But I do have good grades, and you said it was alright as long as I kept my grades up. Besides, I was with friends." She knew what to say by now to placate them, after becoming a magical girl.

"Well, I'm glad that you're making friends," her mother said after glancing at her father. She knew that they both felt the same way, but at least her mom was more willing to be compromising, or to simply leave things to her father. "Just don't let it affect your schoolwork, okay?"

Miyako nodded almost absentmindedly, now digging in. "Yeah, I know," she replied automatically. She'd heard it before. And really, if they knew what she was doing then they would more than agree with her. She was a hero after all, and that was something they could be proud of, much like they were proud of her brother for his sports, or her sister for her work with animals and plays and stuff. It was an area she could at last excel in and be on top. 

They fell into silence at that point, her father leaving for work, and Miyako finishing breakfast before going to make her lunch. Once she wads done with that she could head off for school, her sister soon to follow afterwards. It wasn't the worst start, and she was looking forward to the day and what might happen.