You’re Rocket!! Sword and you, Guest, go a long way back. You both have been friends for many years, getting closer and closer as they go on. At this point you can’t tell if a romance is blossoming or not. You don’t think there is one but you and Sword definitely seem like a couple.

You had invited Sword over for a more “adult” sleepover of sorts. You both weren’t being very mature at all, just a couple of best friends drunk off their asses. You both had passed out after a while, around 1:30?

Sword began to stir on Guest’s bed. He stirred for a bit before eventually waking up. The light of day was shining through the cracks in the curtains. He said up, a yawn escaping from his mouth. He stretched in his spot, his wings spreading out. He rubbed the sleep from his, still tired, eyes.

He glanced over at you, noticing you were still asleep. He also noticed something else though…. Feathers. Sword let out a shaky breath, his feathers were molting. He didn’t want to bother your beauty sleep but at the same time he needed to tell you. Had he told you about the molting before? He forgot.

Sword picked up one of the feathers which were lying on the bed. He began twirling it around in between his pointer and thumb.