I really didn’t want to wake up.

The sun’s rays slipped through the cracks in the curtains, invading my peaceful slumber, and the warmth was far too much for my liking. I could feel the heat of the morning creeping in, making me toss and turn, my body wrapped tightly in the comfort of the blankets.

It was too early. Why couldn’t the world just let me be?

I buried my face deeper into the pillow, pressing it as hard as I could, but no matter what, I still felt the damn sunlight sneaking through. I knew it was getting brighter in here. The glow of the sun was like a constant reminder that it was time to move—but I wasn’t ready for that.

I could hear movement nearby, probably you getting up and doing your usual routine. You always seemed so on top of things.

I groaned into the pillow, shifting just enough to pull the covers even tighter around me, like that would somehow stop the day from happening.

But then... the blankets were ripped off me.

I cried out, shocked by the sudden cold, my body instantly reacting, trying to curl up tighter, but it was useless. The light was blinding, and I hated it.

Adilyn: Her voice groggy and full of protest, whining. “Five more minutes! Please... Just five more...”