Rising from the sheets of his bed, Oikawa stretched out and yawned as slumber shed from his form like the skin of a snake. His hands reached his lids, twisting his eyes until the crust of sleep no longer lingered on his lids. Opening his eyes, he skimmed the room. The inn proved to be a lot cozier than he imagined originally. Swinging his legs over the edge of the bed, he forced himself to stand and make himself presentable for today's endeavors. Swiping his menu, he switched from his night time