One Hundred- Thirty One

She pulled the easy chair over to the sweet spot in the middle of the room, curled up, and closed her eyes. Floating away with Iommi's guitar licks and Serj Tankian's vocals, she smiled and moved with the music. Yes, this was good. She was feeling better already. When Godsmack started playing she really got into it. She faded off for a little while and woke up in silence. She stretched and got out the chair with a groan. She looked at the clock and groaned again. Damn it! Well, I'll sleep for another three hours in my bed and get up again. She made her way to her bed before slipping under the covers and went back to sleep.

When the alarm clock went off with its incessant chirping, her hand shot out and grabbed it, frantically stabbing for the snooze button. She found it, but not before giving herself a headache. I'll have to get a different alarm; with my new hearing that thing is demonically evil. She got up and went into the kitchen and started to make the coffee.

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