I woke up to sunlight burning through my eyelids and a weight on my chest that definitely wasn't blankets. Celeste had draped herself halfway across me during the night, her silver-white hair tickling my chin. She slept with her lips slightly parted, looking younger and far less intimidating than the ice princess everyone feared.
Memories of last night's encounter with Maki flooded back. My familiar had ambushed me for a quickie while Celeste slept inches away. And like the scumbag I was, I'd gone along with it.
You're welcome for the entertainment, Nel chirped in my head.
Fuck off, I thought back.
A soft knock at the door interrupted my morning guilt spiral. I carefully extracted myself from Celeste, who made an adorable little noise of protest before burying her face in my pillow.
