Beep. Beep. Nggh. Beep. Beep.
Bee-beep. I’m- Bee-beep. Getting- Bee-beep. Up, would- Bee-beep. SHUT-
Bee-bee-bee-bee-bee-bee-bee-bee-bee-bee-bee-bee-bee-bee-bee-
Why-the-hell-is-this-stupid-thing-on-another-floor-ahhhh.
Okay, getting up. I told you, stupid alarm. Now… Towel? Check. No, no check. Grab it. Legs? Check. Yeah, got ‘em right here.
Why are you so stupid in the morning? says brain.
Okay, got my towel and my legs. So shower time, right? Go, head for the shower. Okay, legs. Okay, towel.
It’s really more like you’re stupid at night, brain continues. I mean, you’re the one that did this. Stayed up half the night tripping on the internet. For what, Kristen?
Shut up, brain. Legs, go. Legs, why are you not going. Legs, do not carry me to couch-sleep-warm. Legs, why did you entice arms to pick up the shirt?
Ohh, says heart and nose at the same time. Brain begins to object, but heart shuts brain down, which is enough to make me fall asleep again and be satisfied. He was really bothering me.
Ears are curious. Ears do not let the matter sleep. Ears investigate, and soon report to heart and nose, which are the only of me still running.
It’s because dad’s taking a shower! report ears in a chipper tone that is way out of line for this early in the morning. I let it slide, though, because next they say is, You’re fine for a while. Heart likes that.
Nose just keeps providing chemical receptors with love.
Shower is off, report ears. Time to get up! Clunk goes the settling of the little knob that keeps the water in. ‘Kay, really time now, say ears, gently, but firmly.
No, please, says heart. Yes, please, says brain, who has been awoken. Good job, ears.
What? Oh, yeah. Up… Up up up. Hey, I’m up! Good body. Shower! Legs, onward. Whoa. Shower. Towel. Back for towel. Now shower.
Dad’s gone. Into bathroom. Drop towel-cold. Okay, into shower please now.
Turn on shower. Eww, wet curtain.
Knock! What? “What?” No answer.
Knock! What?!-shut-up-I-got-this-far- “Yeah?”
“Mmmgfbshbblarghasbjeleddoday.”
What? Well, it sounded positive. Open the door a little. “What?”
“School is cancelled today.”
What? No it’s not, moron, I checked for snow, and there wasn’t any. “What?”
“There was a small fire next to the industrial building, and school is canc- just at CVU.”
I guess that makes sen- Wait. No school? No school! Hooray!
“Oh, okay.”
Heart makes a faint bid for a shirt or maybe biking to a different school district, Because they have school, and it’s not really fair, it says craftily.
Brain starts churning and wonders if I could finish a present or two today. We can’t waste this, it says.
But sleep.
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