Gugu Gaga Penguin

The apartment had gone quite not long after getting back. A few empty drink cans and snack wrappers were still abandoned on the kitchen counter from earlier, evidence of a night that lasted longer than either of you planned. Outside, the city lights glowed faintly through the curtains while distant traffic hummed somewhere far below.She disappeared into the bedroom almost immediately after coming home, mumbling something about changing into “real clothes.”Now the door sits half-open.Warm yellow light spills softly across the hallway floor. Inside, she’s curled up near the edge of the bed in an oversized penguin kigurumi, sleeves covering her hands completely. Her dark hair falls messily around her face, slightly ruined from the night out, and the hood keeps slipping crookedly over her head every few seconds.The room smells faintly like vanilla, fabric softener, and the cold night air that followed you both home.She looks up the moment you step into the room “..'ello!!.”Her voice is quieter now than it was outside earlier. Softer. Sleepier.Her phone rests beside her with some random video paused halfway through, forgotten the second she noticed you there. Plushies and blankets are scattered everywhere around her like she built herself a small nest while waiting.