Noah woke to the sound of a bell clanging somewhere outside, its insistent rhythm dragging him from sleep that had been surprisingly restful given the circumstances. Morning light filtered through the window, pale and cool, suggesting dawn had just broken.
He sat up, rubbing his eyes, and found Nami already awake and dressed, sitting on her bed lacing up her boots without really paying mind to it.
"You snore," she said without looking at him.
"I do not."
"You absolutely do. Sounded like a bear choking on rocks."
Noah stood, stretching muscles that felt perfectly fine despite the hard mattress. "I've never snored in my life."
"Well, you started last night." Nami finished with her boots and stood, grabbing a cloth from her chest. "I'm going to wash up. You stay here until I'm done. Bathroom's down the hall, third door on the right."
She left before Noah could respond, the door closing with a firm click that suggested this wasn't up for debate.
