It had been a peaceful morning. Hiyori soundly asleep in her bed, nestled beneath fluffy sheets, and probably very warm. Least she looked to be, from where he was observing her... perched atop her bed frame and staring down at her. He held a plate in one hand that smelled suspiciously delicious, and in his other hand he was slowly dropping rose petals onto her sweet, sleeping face.
One gently floated down onto her nose.
What a great way to start Valentine's Day~ ♥]
Hi~yor~iiiii~~ ♥
[The MYSTERIOUS tracksuited intruder visitor whispered lowly in the dimly lit room as the rays of sunlight began to filter in through the window.]