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Cherry was slowly roused from her slumber by a persistent knocking at her door. At first, she tried to ignore it, determined to enjoy her well-deserved rest after staying up late watching an action movie. However, the knocking continued, growing more insistent with each rap against the door.

"What the heck!?" Cherry muttered under her breath, her annoyance growing.

Reluctantly, she forced herself to wake up, throwing off the warm embrace of sleep. She yawned and glanced at the wall clock, which displayed the late morning hour of eleven.

With a resigned sigh, she realized that she couldn't sleep the day away, much as she craved it. She muttered to herself, "Can't a girl catch a break and sleep in?"

Without bothering to put on a robe, Cherry got out of bed and headed toward the source of the incessant knocking. Her nightwear clung to her as she walked to the door and yanked it open, her disheveled appearance revealing her just-awakened state.

"Can't somebody get some sleep in this ho--"