[Lavinia's Pov]
Somewhere between dreamland and the realm of itchy pajamas, I stirred.
"…Mmmnnnggh."
My eyelids fluttered open. One eye. Then the other. But only halfway. Like my brain sent the command wake up, but the rest of me replied, new soul loading, please wait.
Why… did I wake up?
I blinked into the darkness and rubbed my eyes, mumbling, "Alright… Let's get some pudding."
Motivation: 100. Coordination: 0.
I tried to sit up. Tried. But instead just wiggled like a possessed dumpling stuck in a blanket burrito.
"…Ugh. Body. Come on," I whined, flopping back onto my pillow with the elegance of a dropped cabbage.
Something felt off. Like my soul hadn't fully… clicked into place. Maybe the Wi-Fi between my soul and this body was lagging. But then, like a miracle sent by the desert gods themselves, an image popped in front of me.
PUDDING.
Golden. Shiny. Wiggle-wobble. I could hear it calling me.
"All right... let's go."
