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There's nothing slow and subtle about the way she wakes. It's a startling thing, gasping and whimpering and drenched in sweat. She wakes suddenly and unwillingly and even still immediately knows what has roused her. It's with no small amount of envy that she glares at Yang and Blake sleeping soundly across the room. Knowing they'll soon be wide awake and in quite the same predicament offers little comfort.
It's not fair, she wants to whine aloud. Because it isn't, it's very very unfair in fact. Why did she have to sleep beneath Ruby's bed? She and Yang had lived together for years, it made the most sense that they should share the most immediate space but NO! The big blonde brawler was lucky and got her own top bunk. Well across the room.
So that scent permeating the air, thick and heavy and so fucking good, it wouldn't reach her for minutes yet. Minutes she could spend sleeping in peace, minutes without suffering and sweating and shaking wanting craving needing.
Ruby was in her rut and Weiss really kind of wanted to be literally anywhere else but beneath her.