EMILY
I wake up to a call from my father. Grudgingly, I pick it and press it against my ear.
“Emmy dear..” he says and I reply sleepily. “Are you still sleeping?” he asks.
“It's on a Saturday dad and it's not a working day!”
I withdraw it from the ear and glance at the screen. It's a few minutes past 10:00Am and I'm not ready to wake up.
It's not like I have a hangover but all I need is the warms in my bed!
“Oh! I almost forgot!” he says. “I'm sorry for waking you up. Let's talk when you wake up.”
“Okay dad.” I say gratefully as I place my phone on the table beside my bed, after putting it on silent mode.
If anyone else calls me, I'll find their missed call then call them back. Simple.
The room is full of light but all the same, I pull the quilt over and slip back to a sweet sle
