Syra slept soundly that night without knowing that the next day would be the start of her unending headache.
"Syra! Miss Syra Wright! Hey?!! Wake up Hooman! Little girl, you have to wake up!"
Naomi was lost for words on how would he be able to snatch the sleeping Syra out of her slumber. Left with no idea, he pulled Syra's hair here and there.
Yet that did not seem to work.
"Alright, forgive me for what I was about to do next. You had it coming to yourself."
The cat said in a dead-serious tone as though what he was about to do next was something unforgivable. After that, he positioned himself on top of Syra's chest and sat at it.
"If this won't wake you up yet, I no longer know what would."
Naomi thought out loud then he made a big yawn while making sure that his mouth was right next to Syra's nose.
"WHAT AN EFFIN HECK!"
Syra blurted out as soon as she smelled Naomi's breath. She had her nose covered with her hand as she got up from the bed. Sleepiness was still present in her eyes though.
"I'm sorry about that. I know that must have been awful. But I can't think of any other way to wake you up."
Naomi apologized to Syra, but it did not seem that he was actually sorry at all.
"Why????"
That was what Syra managed to say out from her half-asleep brain. Then stretched up her sleeping back and extremities while yawning.
After that, she wiped away the remaining sleepiness in her eyes and looked in Naomi's direction. However, she did not expect the face that would greet her, and her shock chase all the remaining sleepiness lingering in her body.
Because what she saw behind Naomi, was Clyde who standing at her room's entrance. The other party was sporting a blank expression but that only made Syra more nervous.
"Err... Did I overslept???"
Syra asked sheepishly as she bit her lips.
"Naomi, have her ready in five minutes."
Clyde said in the same expressionless tone and voice then he walked out and no longer gave Syra a second look.
"Have I not told you already to be mindful of the time???"
Naomi castigated her as soon as their master was out of earshot.
"I'm sorry. I was not able to sleep right away last night so I thought about reorganizing the room first and end up sleeping late."
"Whatever! The damage had been done now, all that there would be no next time for this anymore. Or else..."
Naomi purposely trailed off to create added drama.
"Or else???"
Syra urged.
"You won't wish to know. What you have to know is that you can't afford to anger our master. Now, get yourself ready. DOUBLE TIME!"
"Got it."
Syra did not even have time to fix the hot mess in her hair when Naomi pulled her pants and ushered her to the bathroom.
"Go and wash yourself first. Master hate ugliness next to tardiness so make it quick!"
Syra heard Naomi said that before the other party shut the door right behind her. Then after like a few seconds, she heard him nagging again
"Are you done?"
"Geez, Naomi. It has not been a minute yet since I went in. Just so you know, unlike you, I can't groom myself by simply licking here and there."
"Do you want me to do it for you then?"
Naomi offered with good intention without knowing that Syra only said that out of sarcasm.
"No, I'm good."
Syra said flatly then she emerged out from the bathroom. She still had the same clothes that she wore the other night because obviously, she did not have anything t change with.
But at least she already washed her face and gargle some water to keep her morning breath in check.