"Half past eleven!?" I shout, I practically shriek, struggling a bit more against the cuffs that are keeping me so firmly in place.
"Kurorin! My mornings can't just be... just be rearranged that easily." I growl, glaring at him, all indigence and frustration. "My work is important!"
[bring your knees in ti-i-ight~]
"Kurorin! My mornings can't just be... just be rearranged that easily." I growl, glaring at him, all indigence and frustration. "My work is important!"