Morning scuffle!
"Mnhh," I groaned as I reluctantly peeled myself from the warmth of my bed. My body moved with the grace of a sleep-deprived soul, each movement a testament to my resistance against the intrusion.
'Get up, Princess! Someone is relentlessly pounding on the door,' Blaze urgently informed me.
"Why don't you open it, then?" I grumbled, flinging a pillow in his direction. The soft cushion sailed through the air, landing harmlessly beside him.
'You want me to shift and then answer the door like this?' Blaze taunted, playfully inching towards the door.
"Stop!" I snapped in exasperation, and with a sigh, I swung my legs over the side of the bed. The rumpled bedsheets, disheveled from my hasty departure, cascaded to the floor with a soft rustle.
The incessant banging on the door ceased, leaving behind an eerie silence that seemed louder than the previous commotion.