5.21.2012 Blue Alarm Clock

(so, I kind of wrote two drabbles yesterday, and couldn't decide which to put up, so I'm putting up both.. :) ) 

She groans and glares blearily at the alarm clock. 

“Why do you do this to me?” she speaks like it’s a living thing. Like it’s sole purpose is to wake her, rip her from her comfortable, warm bed and into the chilly morning air. 

She smacks it , burying her face in  the soft pillow, her arms encircling it comfortably. 

“BEEEP *flash* BEEP *Flash* BEEP *Flash*” 

Her head whipped up again, and glared daggers at the foul blue clock, beeping and flashing merrily away. 

“I seriously hate you and all that you stand for.”