"Hey, wake up, it's morning already," Olivia says tapping Bloom severally on her shoulder before retreating towards the other side of her bed.
"It's not morning yet" Bloom grumbled sleepily while she toss on the bed.
"It's 4:20 am already, sleepy dumdum. Get your lazy ass off the bed, we are going to the stone house today," Olivia tells while dressing her bed properly.
"Stone house?" Bloom asked, knotting her brows as she sit up with a loud yawn before moving her hands to her head, removing some strands of hair from her face.
"Yeah. And we've got some chores to do before leaving, so wash up quickly and come downstairs," said that, Olivia stepped out of the room while Bloom just stared at the door which she passes through.
Is this what it looks like in being a slave? Waking up this
