Amidst Lillian's sleep, she felt something crawl on her face, caressing the sides of it before trailing the edges of her jawline. She slowly opened her eyes and was immediately reminded that she was sleeping on Marionette.
Not only that, but she had also noticed that the bus wasn't moving and neither was the outside. She glanced at Marionette's hand, which was frozen, clutching her face—before looking up at her.
She was met with a gentle gaze and her elegant, deep voice. "Good morning... sleeping beauty..." Marionette said, with a soft smile. This surprised Lillian a bit as she shot off her shoulder.
"H-huh!? Where did that come from?! And where are we now?" Lillian asked, clutching the cheek Marionette was caressing. She then glanced around and found everyone on the bus was gone.
Marionette raised an eyebrow. "I don't understand what you mean. And we have reached our destination. I thought I'd wake you up now." She then smiled, "But after a little rub or two~..."
