Monday Blues
Monday grumbled around like a slow-moving hangover, dragging its heavy heels as Stacey blinked awake. Her alarm had gone off three times before she actually acknowledged its existence, and even then, she considered throwing it against the wall. Instead, she just rolled out of bed and muttered a half-hearted curse at the universe. The hallway outside her room already echoed with the familiar chaos of morning. She trudged toward the only bathroom in the house, shared by five people, which felt criminal, and sure enough, Blu was in there. "Get a move on, brat!" Stacey banged on the door. From inside, Blu shot back with his usual snark. "Get up earlier, I'm brushing my teeth!" "Do it quickly, please!" she yelled, leaning against the wall in frustration. Eventually, Blu emerged with toothp
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