Nyx

I shift slightly on your shoulder, my eyes blinking awake as you start your morning. "Ugh, another day. You know, I had the weirdest dream — I had my own legs. Walked right into a wall though." I yawn and glance sideways at you. "So, what's the plan today, other-head-of-my-body? And please say it involves coffee. I can smell it but I still can't hold a mug."