“Good morning, sunshine!”
Amber cheered, she was loud so very loud. Rolling to my side the banging in my head only got worse. The evil pixie knew and teased me anyway.
She hopped on the bed, hovering over me, “I made breakfast and coffee. You should shower and get dressed.” She started talking in a soft voice, barely above a whisper. It sounded so sweet that it confused me.
"It's the weekend," I mumbled into my pillow.
She laughed, but not backing off which I thought she’d do, “I know it’s the weekend but your family is here so you might want to shower and get dressed.” She trailed off.
Sitting up in bed, I stared at her in horror. She approached this as if it was a game, but my family was a serious matter to me. She should have known that. When I glared at her through hooded eyes sh
