What would you do if you knew that you only had 10 days left to live?
For Mila Carter that is an easy question. She plans to spend it doing exactly what she loves best: painting, reading and having a movie marathon with all of her favourite films. T...
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Chapter 3:
Day Two 8:00 am
"Mila!" Warner drones from behind the apartment door.
Rolling over onto the other side of the bed, I groan into my pillow. I'm hoping that if I don't respond to him, he'll take the hint and leave, meaning that I can stay in bed for a bit longer.
I meant it when I told him that I wanted to do something again today but I didn't realize that it involved being woken up at this ridiculous time.
I understand that there's no time to waste but I want to enjoy the luxury of sleeping in one more time before it isn't even a possibility anymore.
"M" Warner knocks.
"I" He says after a pause, knocking again.
Warner continues to chant out every letter of my name, each knock getting louder before I throw my blanket off of me in frustration.
Throwing an old hoodie on so that I could cover myself up a bit more, I stomp my way over to the door.
"Morning sunshine!" He smiles, chuckling a bit as he notices my messy appearance.
"Mhmm." I grunt back, rubbing my eyes.
"Not a morning person?" He laughs.
"No." I bluntly replied.
"Wakey wakey, it's a new day which means new adventures." He says, his voice even louder than before, causing me to bury my head in my arms as I rest them on the kitchen table.
"What even is there to do at this time?" I yawn before looking up at him as a supply.
Warner drops the shopping bag on the table with a thud and begins to fumble around with its contests, looking at me excitedly.
"Well I wanted to get here early to make sure you wouldn't escape in a bid to avoid me and I thought to make up for waking you this early, I'd make us breakfast." He smiles proudly, his grey shirt fluttering from the gentle breeze that joined us from the hallway.
