Wake up, Jess! Or you're gonna be late." Jess groaned and turned over in her bed, raising the covers to hide her face from what she knew was to come. Right on cue, she heard the door open followed by a rapid onset of footsteps, softened by the owner's slippers. The covers then pulled away in a single tug, revealing Jess in all of her groggy glory, "Honestly, you really need to get up earlier." Her 'mother' groaned and tossed the sheets aside.

"But sleep is good for the skin," Jess mumbled in response, sitting up and rubbing her eyes tiredly. She could feel something warm and slimy against her cheek, but ignored it. She was too sleepy.