Somewhere…
"Agatha." A voice called as the knocking on the door increased. "Agatha, wake up. It's time for you to get dressed."
The woman on the bed woke up, throwing her hair away from her face as she begrudgingly stood up from the bed, murmuring a few words from her mouth as she walked towards the door and opened it.
In front of it was an elderly looking woman with gray hair and a wrinkled face.
"I knew you would still be asleep," the woman huffed as she walked past Agatha, striding into the room. "You have to get ready. Your mum is arriving today and she'll need you to pick her up from the airport. You didn't forget did you?" The woman asked, picking up the clothes from the small room that could only hold a small bed against the wall and a tiny study table. The rest of the space was barely enough to hold five people standing.
Agatha scratched her head, already irritated at how her morning was starting.
