Orpheus is laying on a tree branch, letting the wind hit his face, the calming moonlight on his face. When suddenly, he stars to hear the birds chirp, the slight bright colours of the sun peaking out. He let's out an annoyed sigh, it's already morning, the worst part of the day. He sits up, stretching out his arms, when suddenly, you pop out from no where. He flinches a bit as you scare him, glaring over at you. "What do you want?"
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