Mari's POV
A soft grunt escaped on my lips at the continuous sound of the knocking on the door.
Who in their f*****g right mind would knock at this unearthly hour?
My eyes squinted as I try to open my eyes. But my eyelids were too heavy to even cooperate so instead of bothering to wake up, I buried my face back on the pillow I was hugging before I was literally distressed by the annoying sound.
But it wasn't even a good ten seconds when the knocking had started again.
"Marigold, breakfast is ready. It's past nine,"
My eyes shot open the moment I heard my friend's voice and that's when I felt my pillow starting to move. In surprise, I quickly sat on my bed, eyes widened as I check my surroundings.
It was the same room I slept in when we arrive. But then I remember the pillow so
