My morning routine is simple. The alarm goes off, I tell Alexa to stop and give me more time, then either get up before that time is up or end up asking for more time. Raise the shade in the bedroom for glorious Sol light, feed the ingrate cats who have been yowling since at least five (the alarm goes off at six), make coffee, check the email.
This morning however I awoke to an email from my oldest but no longer friend. Sort of.
They used the comment system on The Stop Button and phrased it like a passive aggressive customer comment, which is amazing since they once convinced me I wouldn’t be able to handle a Rhetoric class.
I’ve been waiting literal years for a kiss-off opportunity; now, Fredo, it’s arrived.