Chapter 13: Two More

It's been like three days since I got sick. I woke up to the noise in the living room. I checked my phone and it's only 5 am. I covered my face with a pillow and tried to sleep again but I couldn't. A few seconds later, I was startled due to the noise and knocked on my door. What the heck, can't a girl sleep peacefully?

“Muff!” there's Michane. “Sei, wakey wakey!!” there's Krysyle. What in the bloody hell is going on? They're banging the door. We have neighbours too, neighbours that are they even doing here at this time of day?!

I stood up, wore my brassiere, washed my face, walked towards that noisy door, and opened it.

“It's only 5 in the morning, what in the bloody hell?!” I exclaimed while there they were, smiling sheepishly. “Ron Weasley, is that you?” Krysyle asked while giggling. 

“Krysyle, please. I'm not in the mood,” I said and just clung to my arms.

“Hey