Myra woke up to the sound of Amal's voice. "Wakey, wakey, sleepyhead."
"No." She groaned, turning away and placing the pillow over her head.
Amal placed her mouth close to her ears. "Wake up!"
She winced, rolling to the edge of the bed. "I don't wanna get up yet. Today's my day off, isn't it?"
"Yes, today is your day off. But we've got a lot of things to do!"
"Oh No." Myra groaned.
"Oh Yes." Amal laughed.
"Come on, lazy bone. Today is my last day as a single and you don't wanna maximize it?"
Myra groaned and sat up. "Alright. I get it." She glanced up at the wall clock. 7 am.
"What are we doing today?"
