"Wake…the…hell…up…bitch!" Bridgette hit Chloe with a pillow when she was still sleeping comfortably on her bed past noon.

　　Chloe, with her weird drinking habit, was hugging Bridgette's small desk lamp this time. She groaned after she felt the third hit of the pillow.

　　She grunted before she even opened her eyes, "Shut up, Bree. Let me sleep in peace, will you?"

　　Bridgette, who was waiting for her could no longer keep her patience, "No, you ...