When we meet

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Beep, beep, beep, beep!
You have got to be kidding me.
How many times can one person be woken up by stupid social media in one fricking night?!?!?
I peeled my eyes open and fumbled for my phone to turn on the notifications. Let me get my sleep people!
I searched wildly for my phone and, classic me, knocked it off the table in the process.
Drat.
I heaved my body off my mattress and onto the floor, where I stuck my head under the bed in search of my stupid phone. I reached out with one arm and fumbled around in the darkness under my bed, when I felt nothing I pushed my torso under and continued feeling around until my hand knocked against my phone.
Ha! Found you!
I grasped it tightly in my fingers started easing out from under my bed backwards. When I was sure I was clear of the bed frame I lifted my head up and WHACK!
Shit! Ow that hurt.
I shuffled backward a little more and raised my head, clear of the frame.
Sighing I leaned against my bed and unlocked my phone, rubbing the back of my head where I had hit it.I flicked through the pages. Why was it still beeping? I looked around confused until my eyes landed on my alarm clock.
Shut. Up.
I grunted in frustration as I stood up and turned off the alarm. This was great wasn't it?!? The perfect way to start the day.
Collapsing back into my bed I rubbed my head which was now pounding. I hate mornings.
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This did actually happen to me no joke!
I'm feeling kinda down at the moment, please message me??