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Wesley Whitton
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The sound of the alarm trilling woke me with a start. I wasn't prepared for it though, it felt too early for the sound to be blaring into the dark room.
"Why is the alarm even on?" I grumbled as I reached for the clock on the bedside table. I was very old school, and my youngest daughter is always pointing that out to me. I still used an actual alarm clock. Although, it was quite a bit more advanced than the ones that they used to have.
"Answer that." Eve told me as I pressed the snooze button repeatedly.
"The alarm isn't snoozing." I told her, still half asleep and groggy.
"It's not the alarm, you dolt. It's your phone."
