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orsino thruston is not amused (oneandtwoand) wrote in wished,

"Five moments" later saw the clock reading a quarter after seven, a time that, as far as Orsino was concerned, was far too early to be fully awak. Or any sort of awake, for that matter. Every so often, though, he did find himself waking up at odd hours, groggily seeing the time, and promptly passing out until a more appropriate time. This happened now, in fact, except that this time Orsino was quite aware that something was off. Even half asleep, it didn't take him long to realize that this was due to the lack of Penny. The dogs weren't even there, which ordinarily made him happy as he had had a difficult time training them to stay out of the room. But now it bothered him, and the more it bothered him, the more awake he seemed to become.

Wondering why he was alone, for once, Orsino debated getting up to see if something was wrong. He really didn't want to, but regardless of this he was reluctantly rolling out of bed a minute later. He made his was out into the living room, illuminated by early morning sunlight, and squinted over at the couch. Sure enough, there was a very large lump on it - actually, three smaller lumps.

The two dogs were sprawled over each other, tangled in a pile of blankets that belonged to Penny. The wireless was on, the volume low, and for a moment Orsino thought Penny was awake. He noticed, though, as he drew up to the scene, that her mouth was slightly ajar and her arm was hanging over the edge of the sofa limply. Well, this was cute. As Orsino hovered there, considering his options, Seven suddenly gave a start and leapt off the sofa, dragging one of the blankets with her and jumping at Orsino with a sharp bark.