Kamen Rider Calliope
Myth 1, Part 4
The sunlight pulled itself up over the windowsill once again, but this time instead of finding an empty bed to spread out on, it fell right onto Kaname’s face. She moaned from the indignity and rolled over, and moaned again from the bubbling pain in her ribs. It had just started to settle down from when she had to reach over and subdue her alarm clock. She had lain there for a few minutes after, wondering if she had actually managed to crack or break something; but what would she even tell a doctor? Pretty much anything besides the truth, actually, it wasn’t a hard thing to lie about.