Morning Person

I woke up with a stretch that cracked several of the bones in my spine and shuddered from the little spikes of pleasure that resulted. 

Another dawn on Prespian City, technically only the fifth day that I had been in this new world, and technically only the third that I had actually been conscious for. Yet, somehow, it felt like I'd been in this universe for months now. 

<You've been through a lot in not so many days,> BB chimed in, just as groggy as I was, <and you're going to go through even more before this week is out, so come on, into the shower with you unless want those debuffs be reinstated.>

The debuffs were the absolute last thing that I wanted, so I stripped myself out of the clothes I had fallen asleep in and staggered into the bathroom. 

I'd never been much of a morning person, I'd always found it hard to drag myself out of bed to get going, but a shower had always been able to get me moving.