Ryder's point of view-
"Rise and shine, it's breakfast time!", chirped a cheerful and very much awake Anastasia.
"Hhmmmmurrrfff", I mumble groaned, still half asleep.
"I made paaaaaaaaancaaaaaaakes!", she whispered in a singsong tone. Then she got serious. "Girl, I will give you to the count of 10 to get your ass up. One, two, TEN!", she shouted, pulling the blinds open.
I hissed, retreating under my giant fluffy comforter, which was then viciously stolen from me. My roommate proceeded to do everything she could think of to try and wake me up- including a fog horn. Classy, Ana.
"Alright!", she shouted, hoisting something in the air. "I'm bringing out the big guns. Remember, this is all your fault. You asked for it!" She then proceeded to dump a pitcher of ice cold water all over me- and my nice, cozy, warm bed. Extra classy.
I gasped, flailing about in the soaked bed, not unlike a dying fish. Hey, fish are majestic! Even the dying ones. I shook like a dog, spraying my insane roommate.
"Good morning to you, too!", muttered a damp Anastasia. "Now towel off before you catch cold, then go eat your pancakes before they get cold. I've already eaten, I'm going to go shower, then get ready for work.", she explained before marching off towards the bathroom.
"Alright, fine, MOM,"I muttered in her general direction.
But I only had one thing on my mind- PANCAKES.
A/N
Thanks so much for reading, you majestic fishes! I really need a beta, so if you're interested, PM or DM or put your stuff in the comments.
I totally see Ryder as AnnaSophia Robb, but if anyone can think of someone better, put it in the comments!
Also, 282 words
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The Roommates
RomanceThey sang shower duets, even though they had never met each other before. The other two had feet and broom arguments through the ceiling/floor- Stomp, bang, stomp, bang. Are they soulmates? Will they ever meet?
