Mornings suck

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Her lopsided grin fell of her face as the blaring alarm knocked her out of her well-needed slumber. She let out a small groan and pushed herself up, placing her hand in the wrong spot and flopping to the ground. The loud thud echoed around the large room and she sighed, muttering a few too many curse words. She was now on her feet, a proud smirk gracing her morning face - her hair sticking up in every direction - she took two steps forward, and stubbed her toe on the desk's chair. Immediately her hands shot forwards, reaching for her throbbing foot. As her body began to curl, she unfortunately smacked her head on the desk. Over-dramatically, she tossed herself to the floor, rolling around like a madman.

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