Angie's eye cracked open at the sound of Marshall calling out to her. "Mmmmph! Marshaaall! Let me sleep!" she whined, rolling over. She preferred to sleep in, but the Gallade seemed to think that didn't matter. "You can go get food yourself!" Her ears twitched with annoyance.<br/><br/>After a long moment of him standing there, staring her down, she let out a groan and rolled back over, her hair covering much of her face. "Really? Can't ya let me just sleep?" With a small grunt, she got up on her hands and knees and shifted to her feet tiredly. Shoulders slumped, she blew a strand of her hair out of her face and plodded over to the food bowl.