"Miss Mila, Miss Mila, please wake up Miss Mila."
I groggily flipped my face the other way. Please give me five more minutes to sleep.
"Five more minutes Clark."
Clark pulled the cover off my shoulders and pounded the area of the table next to me. I rubbed my eyes and said.
"Fuck you Clark."
Clark chuckled before leaning in and flicking my forehead.
"You have to wake up now Miss Mila, the Marquis wants to see you."
I started banging my head on the table.
SOMEONE KNOCK ME OUT RIGHT NOW! I CAN'T DEAL WITH THAT OLD FUCKER RIGHT NOW!
"Miss Mila! Stop hitting your head on the table! Zarfia! Miss Mila has actually gone berserk!"
