Denise: *Removes blindfold*. *Blinks looking at roof*. Kettle [{Mom}]: *Steps in* Deni wake up. Its 6:59! Hurry! You have volleyball. Denise: *Yawns* Kay! Kettle [{Mom}]: *Leaves room closing door*. Denise: *Falls back in bed*. *Sniffs nose* mom! Kettle: What now-. GET UP! Denise: I t-t-think I’m a little sick… so can I stay home? Kettle: OFCOUSE! I’ll get you some tea?! Denise: Y-yes please thank you! *Grabs tissue and blows nose*. Kettle: *Enters room*. My child! I got a mixture of Jasmine, green, and bubble tea! You’re personal favorite correct? Denise: Yes mama. *Sips*. Can I p-please have a-a-a um a towel? Kettle: Yes! A one with fresh clean water sounds nice don’t you think? Denise: Alright. Kettle: *Turns on water*. *Hands towel*. Here you are princess, you’re Dior towel. By the way, the shopper got some Channel stuff for you. Denise: Th-ank you! The End
