It was the next morning, and Elesch was still sleeping as if she was in a deep sleep, the kittens all wrestled next to her, or some even on top of her. Smudge was sleeping on her face, as some saliva dripped from the edges of her mouth.
Then her alarm went off, but she didn't wake up. In fact, she had five alarms over a span of thirty minutes, and she didn't react to a single one of them. She didn't stir from the spot she was on, nor did she didn't slightly open her eyes.
She was still as a statue, maybe even more still. After another couple of minutes, her eyes started to stir open, blurry at first, but then the faint ringing of her alarms echoed through her head, and she removed Smudge from her face first and then looked at her phone.
