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The tunes of my phone ringing piercing my ears drum which forces me to wake up in this morning. I stretches my body, and spreads open my eyes. It is still blurry so I close it once again opens my eyes.
Life is full of choices, they said.
My lame choice today is to wake up, while all my weak joints begging me to rest more, more than I have to.
I slowly rise my body, crossed my legs and sit. My hands on my side, propping my lazy body.
The translucent light from the sun, success emerge through my curtain. Giving extra light inside my room, beside my night lamp. My eyes looks at the big wall clock, it is 9 a.m.
Proud of myself I could sleep 9 consecutive hours, but still tired as heck.
My phone is still ringing, loudly. I swear I never set alarm on 9 a.m. in the morning. I groans and shifts my leg to the side of my bed.
I snatches my glass of water that obviously Charles has prepared for me on the midnight. A fresh cold water, who can denies it? The only liquid that could freshen my dry throat in the first place.
I place my glass on my nightstand and snatch my phone that have been ringing since 5 minutes ago.
CHARLES
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I roll my eyes and swipe left to pick up the call. I place the phone 2 cm from my left ear, prevent his voices to deafening my ear if he yells due to him low-tempered self.
"Have you wake up? He asks with his deep voices and sexy British accent that's so hard to learn.
I nods.
"Hello?" He says again impatiently, waiting for the answer from his half-sleeping sister. "Do you want burger king or Hokkian noodles?"
He know how to get my attention.
"Hokkian noodles is fine," I reply cheerfully. I can feel he rolls his eyes as my reaction changes from 0 to 100 just right after he mentions 'food'.
"And yeah, I want your wardrobe to be clean by half an hour. Me and mommy on the way home now," He says and end the call.
First chore today, what a productive day.
I sprint to my wardrobe and tidy all my clothes, clean all the messes and clear plastic that I have thrown inside. My eyes scanning around my bedroom room, hunting for another messes. End up finds a brown shopping bag on the edge of my room.
My curiosity multiplies as I see a bright yellow color sticky notes. I pace to it, half tiptoeing and half running. I crouch and pluck the sticky notes.
I love you
For all that you are
All that you have been
And all you're yet to be
- Love, D.Lee
The ends of my lips curl upwards automatically, love blooming inside me makes my morning. He's romantic.
I open the bag, it is full of things. I take it all out and put it on the floor. A dark pink hoodie, YSL lipstick, Maybelline eyeliner and eyeshadow palette, Nike Air shoes, and ripped jeans.
Daniel
Today
Hey cupcake
Love you❤️
Have you got the present from me?
Hey handsome
That's a lot but I love it for sure
Are you coming today?
Yup, around 11 p.m.
We will go to the mall and lunch in there
Can't wait to see you cupcake
And it's a pleasure if you wear those
clothes for me
See you
I will
Bye cupcake
- Writer
