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"Morning, Moonlight." Ronan's voice sweeped gently through her ears waking her up. He was busy pushing the curtains to the sides when she peaked through her eyelids.

Anya squeezed her eyes shut as the light was too strong for her sleepy eyes to adjust. "Moonlight?" A yawn escaped her lips as she tried to straighten up.

"I bet you haven't heard that before!" He said excited jumping onto the bed and suddenly insecurities that she wasn't even aware of presented themself before her making her squirm in the bed. She had just woken up and there were high chances of her hair looking like a forest which seemed like the least of her worries when she thought about her bad breath and crusty eyes. She couldn't help but wonder how cleaned and fresh he looked with his wet hair. She tried her best to stay at a distance from him as she slowly reached for her eyes to clean the crust