Tsumiko
Tsumiko woke up the next morning, tucked tightly into bed. She didn't really know what to do, exactly. After all, if she got out of bed, she was going.to mess up the covers, and it was so cozy and warm underneath them...
She really couldn't believe this wasn't a long dream, and didn't want to do anything to interrupt it.
Inside her head, a foolish woman with raven-black hair and aquamarine eyes sat alone inside the mansion of her creation. She squatted upon the floor next to her bed clutching at her forehead, looking down at the floor and groaning. Right now, she was still in bed, marveling at her new life. She could handle the hangover right now. Even if it hurt, she could still manage to do her job and hold it back.
But, as soon as Tsumiko began her day, moving around, and god forbid, fighting...
Rin groaned, collapsing down onto the ground. "Uuuggghhh... I fucked up..." She'd drunk enough last night to kill a few grown men, only saved by their magical crests and their natural regenerative powers. "I'll have to-apologize to Sakura... and Archer..."
Sakura hummed merrily in the kitchen-Shirou had been out late dealing with Rin, and she was only too happy to help him a bit with the chores. She glided along the floor as a shadow, washing dishes and preparing breakfast for both of them.