Burrp Burrp.
Krystal Lana Bennett moaned dazedly in her sleep at the unruly disturbance at such an ungodly hour. A peek at the clock on her flowery pink wall showed it was only 7 a.m. She loved to sleep in late on Saturdays.
Who would text her so early morning anyway? she wondered groggily, slumber already assaulting her senses again. Whoever it was could wait, nothing was more urgent than her sleep. Even surveys had proven that women needed rest more than men, she mused sanctimoniously before snoozing back to another dreamless nap.
Burrp Burrp. Burrp Burrp.
Was it just her or were the vibrating notifications just getting louder each time? Stifling a harsh unladylike expletive, she was about to switch her phone to silent mode when she immediately sat up in alert.
It wasn’t text m
