PRETEND PRINCESS
Yuki’s POV
I wake up feeling invincible.
Maybe it’s the leftover endorphins from the weekend. Maybe it’s the fact that I had an amazing time and got thoroughly wrecked. Maybe it’s the sheer joy of being alive, of waking up and choosing violence (in the form of a rhinestone-covered dress).
Whatever it is, today feels like a slay-day.
I stretch out, limbs loose, body light, and roll over to find Suzu still curled up on my bed. My little three-legged princess is snoring softly, her tiny belly rising and falling with each breath.