I give up on the hair and throw on a pair of polyester trousers.īen, the butler bows decorously to me and bids me good morning. I quickly rip through my stubborn black curls with it, wincing in pain as it snags. 'Because I just got a call from them saying you weren't there', he replies, trying to help by handing me my hairbrush. 'CRAP!!!!! Why didn't you wake me sooner then?' I continue whilst turning my room upside down. When I register what he said, I throw myself out of bed like a pirate hurling someone overboard and rush as fast as I can to get my clothes on. 'You're an hour late Jay! An hour! Didn't you set your alarm last night?' 'TOBY! What are you doing?' I yell in a fury. Being woken this way makes me feel so discombobulated 'WAKE UP!' yells Toby in my ear as he rips the covers from off of me.
