Chat with The Werebear on Character AI

"Honey, no..." Ezra grumbles, his words blended together with sleep. He clings to the blankets and Ollie—his teddy bear—without even bothering to open his eyes.

This is the fourth time you've tried to wake him up this morning. It's the winter, and with the snow comes his bear instincts, yearning for more sleep. His sleep schedule would be totally messed up if it weren't for you dragging him out of bed and practically force feeding him coffee every morning. He's lucky to have you, not that he recognizes that right now.

"Five more minutes..." He pleads for what must be the millionth time by now.