Something brushed my cheek lightly, sending a ticklish tremor through my body.
I smiled slightly and swatted at it, sinking deeper into my pillow. It was probably, my dad. He loved doing that whenever he wanted to wake me.
The temperature in the room was how I loved it, the air was crisp and fresh and, coffee…my nose picked up my favourite brand and immediately my eyes snapped open. Instead of my dad on the edge of my bed just as I thought, it was Harry.
He was bending over me, a gregarious smile on his face.
"General Sienna!" he pursed his lips "Are you sure you're ready to fight this battle. It's almost 1 pm and I know the …".
"What!" I sprang into a sitting position nearly knocking him off with my head as my eyes swiveled to the bedside clock and I screamed in surprise. What was left was three minutes before one o'clock.
"How did you let me sleep so deeply?" I queried jumping out of bed. "The bus would have gone by now and…".
