The next day, Callie woke up a little late, finally, there was no one waking her up early to train, or her father was not waking her up with a surprise test .like fighting anyone. She had peacefully fallen asleep, maybe because she had finally fallen asleep in the real-time rather than the time inside her father's time capsule.
She rolled on her bed, she missed sleeping in this kind of bed that it even made her back hurt more than sleeping in a very unhealthy kind of postures whenever she was riding the broom. She felt like she was slowly adjusting to the kind of life in the street rather than staying home. If it was before she didn't basically want to go out of her room and could stay in the bed for as long as I could until my mother called me and scold her for not getting out, but right
