Ami was sure that she had just fallen asleep a few minutes ago but when she opened her eyes it was entering early the next morning.
As a small yawn, our right palm clenched to gentle eyes. She yawns again, glancing at the alarm clock on her bedside table. Ami writhing lazily with her lips evaporated wide for the umpteenth time because she was really still very sleepy right now.
"Really? It is just seven after fifteen right now," she whispered and yawned again.
The girl continued to wake up and didn't stop mumbling without a sound and then staggered to her way to the bathroom. She weakly closed the bathroom door using the heel of her left foot then stood up and stared in horror at the reflection of her face in the wash basin mirror. Her face looks absolutely frightful right now, simply after observing her face and appearance; Her face swelled with vivid circles of eyes and a blushing nose.
