I did not have to worry about waking up late to our morning rendezvous, because HellWitch was better than any alarm clock.
The incessant dinging sound that came from my user interface screen woke me at five o'clock in the morning to my greatest dismay.
"Wake up! Antares, wake up!"
"Wake up!"
"Wake up!!!"
"For heaven's sake, stop spamming!" I wrote into the message box quickly before more "Wake up"s were sent into the box.
"Good, get ready. We are on our way to your house."
Wha...?
I glared at the clock on my nightstand.
"It is all your fault," I resentfully poked at the innocent clock.
After that, I quickly ran to the bathroom. Trying my best to be as stealthy as possible, I washed my face, brushed my teeth, and looked for new clothes to wear.
