When Momo sat at the table, papers scattered all around the place and a pen stuck in her bun, Sana was on the couch, watching a sappy movie that Momo wasn’t interested in.

Momo was studying for a variety show, an individual schedule. And although she didn’t understand why was she chosen out of all the four foreign members in the group, Momo wasn’t a quitter, so she sat at the kitchen’s table, determined to make it work somehow.

Plugging in her earphones, the oldest of the Japanese trio started going through her notes. She was too engrossed into her work to notice the human presence that plopped down on the chair facing her. However, a weird sensation of being stared at by a pair of eyes made her look up.

The sight before her brought an innocent grin to Momo’s face. She put down her pen, and took off her earphones-

“Hey..” she greeted as if she’s seeing the girl for the first time that day.

“I feared that your eyebrows would stay permanently knit if you kept frowning that way.” The younger girl, who was wrapped in a faded rainbow blanket, softly teased, stifling a yawn.

“This is hard,” Momo bashfully confessed, scratching the back of her head, “you look tired. Why don’t you go to bed?”

Sana gently shook her head, a melodious giggle escaping -just loud enough for Momo to hear-, “I’m not sleepy,” she murmured, despite obviously having a hard time keeping her eyes open.