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[color=LightSeaGreen][h1]QɄ₳Ɽ₮Ⱬ[/h1][/color]
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     It was early in the morning. The blissful time where nobody else was awake and the house was for once quiet. Quartz had been up since 5, and had showered and gotten dressed long since then. Now they were enjoying a lovely cup of earl gray tea as they checked on their houseplants, seeing if they needed water, and swapping the places of two plants, since one seemed now to be getting too much light and the other not quite enough. Just as they had watered their peace lily and finished their last sip of tea, they heard the telltale knocking of Kejirah. Calmly they finished what they were doing and set down their mug, and somehow in that time Damien had managed to rise from his eternal slumber and complain about the incessant noise from their housemate. 

     [color=LightSeaGreen]"It's actually a very nice time in the morning,"[/color] They told him gently, pulling the blankets unceremoniously off of him. [color=LightSeaGreen]"I think you should stop being a lazy little bitch and just get up."[/color] They folded the blankets quickly, and tossed them out of easy reach of the bed, before opening up the door to the room to appease Kejirah. 
[color=LightSeaGreen]"We'll be ready soon!"[/color] they informed her, [color=LightSeaGreen]"One of us just needs to be persuaded to get up. I bet you can guess who."[/color]