I Don't Want to Get Up..

The afternoon was peaceful, filled with the gray embrace as winter dulled the colors of the world outside. The sun peeked through the thick clouds, casting a dim, golden haze over the apartment. The air was cold, but under the weight of my blanket, life was blissfully warm. A cocoon of comfort. I could sleep for an eternity like this… 

But of course, reality had other plans. 

"ESTHER! WAKE UP!!!" 

Hina's scream tore through the tranquility like a thunderclap. The whole flat seemed to shake from the sheer force of her voice. 

I groaned, burying my face deeper into the pillow, hoping she'd take the hint and leave me alone. 

"How much do you want to sleep?!" she huffed, and before I could react, she flopped down onto my bed—right on top of me. 

The weight of her small but annoyingly solid frame pressed directly onto my back, making it impossible to ignore her any longer.