WARNING: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD!!!
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The sound of a bird fluttering at the window was what woke Sierra up. She opened her eyes slowly, careful of the light pouring in from the open window. She turned away, exhaustion still weighing heavily on her. She wanted to remain where she was, and not have to deal with anything outside.
But the sound of footsteps outside her door told her that she was not going to get the rest she so desperately needed. And sure enough, the door swung open to reveal Shiela standing in the hallway with her eyes narrowed.
“It’s almost midday,” she said. “And you’re still in bed. Do you plan on spending the rest of your life under those sheets?”
“Just give me five more minutes,” Sierra pleaded as she tried to figure out which was more annoying between the sunlight
