Your Room.

Going back into your room, you head straight for your bed, too tired to really think about anything.

Whatever power it was, that you had, it was certainly taxing to use. What little you'd done so far had already exhausted you, leaving your head feeling like a cannonball on your shoulders.

Collapsing onto your bed, you pass out.

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You wake up, a few hours later, feeling pretty groggy, but better.

Out of the corner of your eye, you see a figure, standing at the other end of your room.

It was your sister!

She's just standing there, looking like she's still asleep. Then, you remember, you hadn't ordered her to go back to sleep, and so, she just followed you into your room.

Given your morning wood, this might be a good thing, afterall.