The following day, Mel wakes from her beauty sleep. She didn't wake up right away; she was slacking off under her warm blanket.
Her eyes fixed on the window, from the gap of the slightly open curtain she could see outside, the city dominated by white. It looks like it's been snowing all night.
Mel enjoys the atmosphere of the room, which feels very peaceful. There was no noise from outside; she could only hear the ticking of the clock on the table beside the bed.
She glanced at the clock; it was already 9 in the morning. She was a little surprised, being able to sleep this long.
Mel immediately got out of her blanket, walking towards the window. She opened the curtains wider. After she opened the curtains wide, very bright sunlight came in and illuminated the room.
She stood in front of the large glass window; as far as her eyes could see, she saw the roofs of houses and trees covered in snow. The scenery in front of her eyes was beautiful; it was like she was in a fairy tale.
