Sour

Bzzt, bzzt, bzzzt.

"Ughn." She rolled over, smacking the alarm. Her tired fingers missed the massive snooze button and the plastic contraption tumbled from the nightstand, yelling at her like an angry bee.

Groaning again, she rolled out of bed, landing on the floor on her knees as she searched for the irritating noise. Her hand touched the cool plastic and she grabbed at it, fumbling with the off switch. She couldn't make it work, so she reached behind the nightstand and yanked the plug out o...