From out of the cocoon of my warm cosy bed, on the only day of the week where I dont have a 6:00 am start.
My Room mate starts shouting, I ask him politely to stop making noise with my very best morning temperament.
That's when I notice a rustling.
With the fury only a hormonal teenage girl could match it launched down into my room, its eyes red with madness.
Crashing into the walls.
The Chaos stops.
A bird?
It cant be possible the windows are closed, this must be an awful dream.
She stairs at me perched on my hoodey.
We watch each other, I decide to be the bigger man I open my window.
She ignores this obviously monumental gesture of forgiveness for disturbing my slumber.
She watches me for ten more minutes, shits on my hoodey and the meanders out as if she owns the place.
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