With a loud buzzing sound ringing throughout her room, Charlotte awoke in the dark and rolled over to slap the button on her clock radio. Well, to call it a clock radio was somewhat of a misnomer since the
radio made a lower pitched and louder buzz than the alarm. Rubbing her eyes the glowing blobs resolved into 5:45, with a small red dot uselessly reminding her that it was in the A.M. Completing the roll, her feet hit the floor and, grabbing her dressing robe, she made her way groggily to her
flat’s bathroom.
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