Dia: A Lover's Revenge

Persistent Albert

The Next Morning. In bed. 

~Dia Wealene~

"Hmm...?"

I rolled in bed at the knock on the door. My eyes were still very much heavy, my eyelids hugging the sockets amorously. The knock came again, and I rolled towards the table clock on the drawer by the bed side. 

I had my face buried in the duvet, and both my arms stretched awkwardly in the breadth of the bed; my right curling up the duvet and the left sorting for the clock on the drawer. 

With no success of the right, I turned in the direction, waving off the gloom of sleep stalking my eyes. How could someone be knocking on the door when I still very much tired from sleep? It must be very early. 

I got the time:

7AM. 

"Huh?"

I couldn't believe my eyes. It's like very much early. At least, I wake up 8AM every morning. That's whenever I feel very up for work. And sometimes, I sleep past the office time. 9AM. 

I would never inconvenience