[Shijima, in what will pass as a nightgown: hair all over the place, and such a sour expression that milk might curdle. Yuu the grey kitten is held against her chest. Her own eyes are only half open- there's... something nondescript sticking out of her hair, too, actually. What is that. (Actually it's a paper straw wrapper.)
She looks about to claw
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