"Hey Tino." waves from his spot on Tino's couch, a newspaper and cup of hot-chocolate in his hands.

waves back, replying with a squeakish kind of grumble.

's face falls into his cereal bowl. =A=

"T-Tino!" runs over and lifts his head up. "I think you need to sleep a bit more..."

coughs a little. "B-but I don't wannaaa" ;A;

sweatdrops "You're falling asleep in your cereal. I think you should."

rubs his face with a napkin. "U-uhmm..B-but..." -doesn't have a reply-