“Good Morning, Miss” A delighted Lisa said in a singsong way. She must be a Morning Person, I thought to myself as Lisa proceeded to open up the curtains.
“Gosh, close the curtains, Lisa. It’s too bright” I said, squinting and still not fully awake.
“Okay, I’ll close it” Lisa said. Drawing back the curtains.
“Good Morning, Lisa.” I managed to mutter still sleepy, getting up, forcing my eye to open and running my fingers through my messy hair as though I’m scratching it.
“My God, you are a mess” Lisa said.
“An hot mess? Thank You” I laughed. “Why are you here though?” I asked Lisa, Yawning.
“Well, breakfast is ready and Nanny McPhee demanded I fetch you” Lisa answered. “You had better go get yourself ready” Lisa continued, tugging at the edge of the sheet.
“I will, where is Connor?” I asked and rolled my eyes at the memory of our outburst the previous night.
“Downstairs, in the dining room” Lisa answered me, sort of confused as to why I asked.
“Oh” I mouthed, spitting out the p
