After all the teasing and laughter had finally faded, the two of them settled down. The night breeze whispered softly through the slightly open window, and the dim lamp beside the bed glowed with a warm tone.
Fran curled up beside Dila, her tail wrapping around her like a ribbon, while Dila lay on her side facing her. Despite Fran's usual playfulness, she was gentle now—resting her head against Dila's shoulder. Dila, still a little flustered from earlier, eventually gave up trying to push her away.
"Just… don't drool again this time," Dila murmured quietly.
Fran chuckled sleepily. "No promises, sister…" she mumbled, already half-asleep.
Dila sighed, a faint smile tugging her lips. "Hopeless cat…" she whispered softly before closing her eyes.
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By the time morning arrived, sunlight streamed through the curtains, golden and warm. The academy bells rang faintly from afar, signaling a new day.
