[Juneberry]

The sound of a voice caused Sayaku more turmoil waking up then the filtered sunlight. A grumble escaped him- he was exhausted. Reluctantly pushing a blanket or something that seemed like one off of his face, which he'd pulled up to blind himself from the light, he groaned. "Can't morning come later?" This was the first time he could remember hating a morning so quickly.

Getting out of bed, he revealed a naked torso, his shorts hugging onto his stomach slightly to show he was bloated, likely from eating too many greens. "I feel off today...Huh..." Shaking it off, he took his clothes for the day and headed to the bathroom before turning over to look at his friend. "Mornin', Olive." He then entered the bathroom to get ready for the day.