You hear your alarm go off and you turn it off as you groan waking up. You stretch your arms and legs as you get up from bed and you walk to your mirror.

You pick up your brush and you attempt to brush your long soft blond hair while having your ponytail holder on your teeth outside your mouth as you look into the mirror.

Young Master, are you sure that you don't need my help?

I ask as I saw you struggling with your hair.