Erika cracked open her eyes at the sound and smell of food cooking. Her world was one of fuzz and moving colors with no distinct shape without her glasses, which lay on the nightstand beside her. She could see Yuuki's general shape in the kitchen, working away at preparing breakfast. She smiled and closed her eyes with a sigh, rolling over to face the wall. Her clusters of black curls were entangled and stretched out over the pillow behind her and she curled up, trying to drift away... And she must have dozed off again because the next thing she knew, she heard the shower running. 

She blinked a few times, sighing gently as she turned over, feeling around the nightstand for her glasses. She put them on and groggily sat up, rubbing her eyes beneath the thick black rims. She hadn't come prepared to spend the night in her friends dorm, and still wore her school skirt and sweater from last night. No doubt she'd need to ask to borrow one of Yuuki's. Hopefully it wouldn't be an issue for her laid-back friend and they were about the same size albeit Yuuki being taller and Erika being a little more 'hippy.' Seeing as she already had the skirt, she didn't figure it would matter. 

It was then that she realized she had a message... it was the same one from before with an added message. Not alone... Huffing, she closed the message and buried her head into her pillow. And it begins. Not awake for a few minutes without being hounded. If anything, now she really DID want to help take down the Black Guild. Who could be sending her these messages? If they were after her for the Mitsuki name then maybe they were bothering her brother too? Busy in her thoughts, she didn't notice Yuuki come out of the bath. Checking her messages and finding concerned texts from her brother and parents, she sighed. Right, she just ran off tonight without warning. Of course they were scared. Her family had always been concerned about going out in public. Something about how her great-great-great aunt was crushed by a falling piano when the person operating the wynch to hoist it up to a new floor recognized her as the Mitsuki that backstabbed them in order to up her rank in Deep Ground. 

Comical as fuck, if you asked Erika. 

Out of the corner of her eye she noticed a baby blue color and looked up. She blanched and began blushing like mad at the sight of Yuuki only clad in a bath towel. Her glasses slid down the bridge of her nose and she could feel the heat of her own beet-red face.

[color=cornflowerblue] "G-G-Good morning Yuuki...!"[/color]

She took off her glasses immediately for.... for what reason? To show Yuuki respect or...? Bah, it was done now. She exhaled, calming down and went to the table, bumping into literally everything possible before sitting down opposite Yuuki and fumbling her way to a bowl of what Yuuki had made and eating. This was weird. It was weird, right? Or was she the one being weird? She couldn't bring herself to ask but at the very least all she could see were blurred out versions of everything.