And every time I kiss you, baby I can hear the sound of breaking down
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Davina Hernandez
Who in their right mind created an alarm with this fucking sound?
Beep beep my ass bitch go traumatise someone else.
It's a Monday morning, the bright sunlight stabs my eyes making me cringe and bury myself deeper into my soft soft duvet.
Why can't life just let me sleep and not expect me to get up and go do stuff, because I am tired of moving.
"Veena!" Someone screams banging on my door making me groan in frustration.
Ugh just kill me already, like please suffocate me with my favorite pillow and I'll die a happy woman.
"Veena I know you can hear me so can you get the fuck up please? I have work and you have education so wake up for God's sake." Screams Ryan, my sweet but annoying brother.
Maybe I should get up. There's so much to do..
Or maybe not hehe. Sleep is bae.
"Give me an hour or two I'll be out, I promise." I tug the covers closer to my chest before closing my eyes again. Just more five minutes.
Ryan lets out a weird sound which comes out between a scoff and a groan.
He loves me.
"Fine, take your own ass to school by walking because I'm out Vee." The sound of Ryan's footsteps retreating make my eyes burst wide open.
"Okay okay, chill I'm out in 15, I swear." I roll my eyes throwing the covers off of me with a pout and walk to the bathroom.
"Mhm you better be." He answers.
Ryan is only a year older than me but acts like he's 10 years older than me. Honestly he even looks like it.
I stare into my eyes at my reflection on the mirror as I brush my teeth, humming to an Adele song because nothing like her songs get me moving and feeling alive.
Fuck I love her.
I wash my face, do my skincare, take my dark brown hair out from the braid I did last night leaving it in cute waves and run out to change.
