The rays of the morning sun slipped into the room from the open window, and fell on my face. I squinted, because various dreams were still flashing before my eyes.
She stretched lazily, feeling blissfully tired all over her body. I've forgotten the last time I got such a good night's sleep. And even more so, in such a soft bed…
For some time I just enjoyed this atmosphere, not paying much attention to what was happening around. The annoying old man did not grumble early in the morning, and there was no other noise in the house…
I wonder why it's suddenly so quiet today?
Finally, after lying around a lot, I decided to wake up. I opened my eyes sleepily, but suddenly I saw an unfamiliar white ceiling in front of me. What? Am I not in the hut now?
The drowsiness gradually receded, and I began to focus more and more on the situation.
