don't worry, his alarm went off so it's okay to bug master about questions now
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It's the anticipation, mostly. That moment right before Master falls asleep when he remembers that as soon as he does, in what will seem to him the very next moment, there it'll be, another question for him to wake up to. The long sleepless hours he spends at night, lying in bed, waiting, wondering: "What stupid question will it be this time? Why can't she just ask me before bed? Or during the day? What unholy force compels her to question me so? Could I have prevented this? What did I do to deserve this?" It's the inevitability of it, the endless cycle of questions that Master is powerless to end or control. His own personal hell.
oh my goddd
i mean for real it's just butterscotch is awake a lot at night doing nightly chores and she gets ideas in her head that confound her and she waits until master's alarm goes off and he wakes up before she goes and asks him these BURNING QUESTIONS that have been TORTURING HER ALL NIGHT
eventually maybe all of these random ideas of hers will get answered... and she won't have so many questions left...
i mean for real it's just butterscotch is awake a lot at night doing nightly chores and she gets ideas in her head that confound her and she waits until master's alarm goes off and he wakes up before she goes and asks him these BURNING QUESTIONS that have been TORTURING HER ALL NIGHT
eventually maybe all of these random ideas of hers will get answered... and she won't have so many questions left...
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