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I hate mornings.
True, alot of people enjoy them, they're, what? 'Enjoyable'. Yah, thats what my mom says. She always says "Oh, Ai, you should love mornings~! They're so nice and the warmth of the sun on your face is just so nice and everthing about them is so nice! Nice, nice, nice~!"
My sister would agree, saying something like "I love mornings because you get to wake up to a new world of colours, smells, and tastes... everyday!"
I, however, am nothing like my mother or my sister. I hate mornings. I hate them and I hate everything about them.
My mom would tell me, "Oh, Ai, hate is such a strong and rude term!" But I cant help but realise it; I just downright despise mornings. They stink, they burn my eyes, and, at this moment, they were licking my face.
Yes.
Licking my face.
My cat, Gozen -'Morning' or 'A.M.' in Japanese- was contently sitting on the pillow above my mess of brown hair, licking my face. And not just one area of my face, as you would think with an animal of such tiny-tongue-stature. Oh no. Gozen was licking my entire face. The whole thing.
I let out a disgusting grunt, pushing him away from my face. He doesn't seem to get the hint at all, though, because he just makes his way back over and starts to lick my fore head again.
"GAR! Cut it out, ya runt!" Gozen stops, only to lick himself. "Lame cat.." I grumble, moving to lay on my stomach, burying my head into the dark sheets once more.
I can hear an unpleasant sound.
My hair is being tugged ever so slightly....
"AWE!! YOU PUNK CAT!" I raise myself up on my elbows, glaring at my cat. He only sits there wide eyed, a peice of my hair in his tiny, chubby mouth.
I glare.
He releases my hair.
I glare more.
Suddenly, Gozen seems to decide not to stick around, and flees out my door, down the hallways to bother my sister...

I hate mornings.