"RING... RING... RING..."
I moved my hand, quickly found my phone and turned off the alarm.
I got up from bed, brushed my teeth, took a bath, got dressed, dried my hair and tied it, ate and finally focused on the screen. Finally pleading:
"Can you please not distract me so much? I can't go on with my life normally with you on my face, there is a limit to how much I can ignore you. Can you turn it off or something?"
There was a pop up above, its text had a friendly green color.
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