✯ what's your color?

Clumsy steps were taken as a figure slowly spun around the room, a large plushie held in the arms of the person. Their eyes were half closed as they lazily focused on their dance partner as their steps took to the rhythm of a song that played quietly in the background. The radio turned on as their phone was hooked to it, the song transitioning to another. The steps picking in speed as they shuffled towards their bed and jumped onto the mattress with a stifled grunt.
The night prior had been rough. Having stayed most of the night awake due to an odd nightmare that tormented his mind, making it difficult to even close his eyes for more than a few seconds. So of course, the boy stayed up slowly dancing around his room, humming to the songs that played, and debating whether he should ask his sister to allow him to sleep in her bed, cuddled up to her and his favorite plushie. A soft bunny with long floppy ears and a white fluffy tail. It had been dressed in a soft dress that had a matching hat that was somewhere in the drawers in his room. It had been a gift from his late grandmother, whom he had been extremely close to.
His eyesight grew blurry and fuzzy as his eyelids grew heavy but before his blinking could turn any slower and just keep his eyes shut, his alarm sounded. The usually welcomed bird song alarm was irritable this morning, as he threw himself off the bed with a grumbling "It's almost time to get ready. C'mon Momoko." Giving the bunny a tight hug and gentle kiss on its forehead, he took it to his desk to silence the phone before moving to the closet to choose an outfit for the day.
At the moment, he was having a hard time focusing on anything, his mind trailing to a faceless figure with large wings that haunted his dreams, but then trailing to the comfiness of the bed. How the blankets would weigh him down enough to make him sleepy and the pillow being as soft as can be, giving his head a place to rest for the hours to come. But he shook his head, "A shower should wake me up. I can make some tea after, or just ask for a cup of coffee instead" he yawned, turning and lifting the plushie to eye level.
"What should I do, Momoko?" he asked "You should just not go to class today and just sleep! Get some sleepy medicine to help you! Or just show up to your evening classes and not your morning ones!" Shaking his head with a giggle, he bursted laughing at the voice he would do for the bunny "No, no. I should go to class, but it is tempting, don't get me wrong, Momoko."
Choosing himself a cozy outfit for the day, he got ready for a shower. Leaving the plushie next to the others on his bed, he shuffled out of his room with a towel.
A vibrating guitar pluck notified him of a text message when he entered the room, looking a bit chipper as he approached his phone and recognized the name of his closest best friend. An excited smile spreading on his lips as he chuckled, his dear friend would need some help before they headed to their respective classes.
Just as he had finished getting ready, he heard a muffled knock at the door and his sister calling to him as the door was opened. That must be Winter. he thought, growing excited as he skipped out the door and towards the kitchen, where the entrance was located.