You look left and right, searching for your glasses, then suddenly feel weight on the edge of the bed. Tresses of sunshine falling down her shoulders, open shirt revealing a perky pair of mounds, nothing else apparent on her being. The mischievous smile of the golden-hair witch doesn't quite reach her eyes, promising only more mischief. The smell of strong beer hits your nose, blinking as she closes in; that smile, ever naughty, ever teasing.

It is the best thing you could wake up to.

What if you don't wear glasses?

Byakushi said:
You look left and right, searching for your glasses, then suddenly feel weight on the edge of the bed. Tresses of sunshine falling down her shoulders, open shirt revealing a perky pair of mounds, nothing else apparent on her being. The mischievous smile of the golden-hair witch doesn't quite reach her eyes, promising only more mischief. The smell of strong beer hits your nose, blinking as she closes in; that smile, ever naughty, ever teasing.

It is the best thing you could wake up to.

Byakushi said:
You look left and right, searching for your glasses, then suddenly feel weight on the edge of the bed. Tresses of sunshine falling down her shoulders, open shirt revealing a perky pair of mounds, nothing else apparent on her being. The mischievous smile of the golden-hair witch doesn't quite reach her eyes, promising only more mischief. The smell of strong beer hits your nose, blinking as she closes in; that smile, ever naughty, ever teasing.

It is the best thing you could wake up to.

You sir get a winrar!

LilacTempest said:
What if you don't wear glasses?

You speak as if you aren`t Rinnosuke!

Obviously this is indoors yet there's grass on the floor. Quite puzzling.

*(unintentionally)Ignores naked Marisa*

Perhaps it's a fuzzy green blanket? Paradox or no, this is a good morning.

Maybe shag carpet never went out of style in Gensokyo? One would assume they're fairly behind the times.

AnkhAnanku said:
Perhaps it's a fuzzy green blanket? Paradox or no, this is a good morning.

You fool, the grass is an indication that you're caught in an illusion. Save yourself while you can. I'll distract her.

Byakushi said:
You look left and right, searching for your glasses, then suddenly feel weight on the edge of the bed. Tresses of sunshine falling down her shoulders, open shirt revealing a perky pair of mounds, nothing else apparent on her being. The mischievous smile of the golden-hair witch doesn't quite reach her eyes, promising only more mischief. The smell of strong beer hits your nose, blinking as she closes in; that smile, ever naughty, ever teasing.

It is the best thing you could wake up to.

Ohayo with an added greeting...

Remember: She's here to steal your precious.