Kayla Santino

The harsh rays of sunlight from the window wake me up from my deep slumber.

Thanks to Carlos, I can sleep like every regular human being. Speaking of Carl, his spot is vacant and cold. He must have woken up a long time ago.

However, before I can decide whether to wake up or lazy in bed for a while, my door bursts open, and an angry grandpa marches in,

"You have exactly 10 minutes to be in the training room," he announces before shutting the door behind him.

I don't know why, ...