𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 ➢ 𝐚. 𝐀𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞

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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟻

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You woke up to the sound of your alarm going off, you groaned.

ugh, what is it now...

You hid beneath your thick blankets hiding from the sunlight shining through the window, you rubbed your eyes mumbling a small yawn.

Without uncovering your head, you stuck out your hand searching for your phone on the headrest.

You finally got ahold of your phone, you began to repeatedly click the red button displayed on the screen.

Why doesn't this turn off ... right my eyes are closed.

It finally stopped, you drifted back over to your side trying to get comfortable in bed. Slowly, your eyes doze back to sleep until only minutes later another alarm banged against your right eardrum.

You began to lightly hit the red button, but the phone didn't stop ringing.

Wait... what's today's date?

Your eyes snapped open as you collected your messy morning thoughts, you darted your eyes to the device that lay innocently on your side.

"Shit!" You looked at your phone, it was 7:49 am. "Shit, Shit, Shit!" You jumped out of bed and made your way towards the closet.

It feels like I've gotten at least 2 hours of sleep, Which I probably did but then again I'm the only one complaining.

You immediately opened the closet door forgetting your clothes were still in the boxes. In the corner of the closet was a single cardboard box, the front of the box had the word 'Private' in bold letters.

"Shit, over here." Without hesitation, you swiftly made your way back to the pile of boxes. You quickly pushed the door back but it didn't shut leaving a crack of the closet open. "Right, now we start." You grabbed a box of clothes dumping it to the floor, causing them to scatter all over the place.

You quickly grabbed a black sweater, some jeans, and a white top. You managed to put your messy morning hair in a big {or small, depending on the length of your hair} hair clip, you looked at the mirror.

No time to look good.

You put on mixed matched socks and black shoes. {You can change it}

Snatching your book bag and phone from your bed, you made your way to the living room.

"Mom?" You called out waiting for a reply but there was no response. You walked to the island countertop where she normally sips her coffee as she reads the newspaper. Instead of her presence, there was a note.

Had to leave early, I'll be home late.

Hope you woke up early, left some euros on the counter.

-love, Mom

"Great." You sighed, taking the euros as you ran out of the house.