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Emily was use to night shifts and sleeping late. Waking up early on the other hand was not something the caretaker was use to. Her patients typically liked to sleep in too, and she based her life around the people she cared for. So waking up to the sound of Monokuma's voice was not the most pleasant experience for her. Hell, it could have been some dreamy guy and she'd still hate it. The night was horrible, extra horrible in fact. No matter mow many "NoCs" passed she would always be shaken by them. At least she hoped she would. It wouldn't really do for a care taker to not care about the people around her. This was a sign she still had her humility, so she welcomed the gloom.

What she didn't welcome was being trapped under her own body. Oh yes, everyone said she was gifted. God himself had endowed her with the perfect curves. Venus would feel jealousy, Jupiter would feel lust, Mars would take a bow. But these blasted curves were one of the resons why she didn't like waking up in the morning. She tried to sleep on her side, but she always ended up rolling onto her back. She could roll side to side, but it was never quite enough to get to the edge of the bed. And when it was, she'd usually just end up throwing herself off the edge. And that wasn't good either. But that was fine. Nobody expected anything of her in the morning. She could just relax for a bit before confronting the day.

*knock knock*

At least she thought. But someone was knocking on the door. By now everyone must have known how important her sleep was to her, so this had to be serious. Was Bliss having suicidal thoughts? Did Daimyon finally snap and kill someone? She couldn't just lay around! She had to get to the door. Another knock, another.

[color=lightblue]”Coming!”[/color] Emily flailed her arms in an attempt to get upright. It really wouldn't be so bad if she was just top heavy. But her dairyaire was also of considerable size. Unfortunately very little of it was muscle. She grit her teeth and  tried to lean forward. [color=lightblue]”Come on!”[/color] She pent her knees so that she had something to grab a hold of, and tried to sit up right. It was a lot like a tow truck trying to pull a buss out of a ditch, but as she straightened her legs, her torso was pulled upright. Emily could feel the weight of her breasts drawing her torso forward once her center of gravity was in the right place. [color=lightblue]”If we had proper nurses, I might consider reduction surgery.”[/color] She slid her legs off the edge of the bed and ran to the door as fast as she could. Once there, she threw the door open. [color=lightblue]”Max!”[/color] She was panting. [color=lightblue]”What happened?!”[/color] That was when Emily noticed how cold it was. Of course in her haste, she forgot to put on anything more than the underwear she went to bed with. [color=lightblue]”It's kind of cool this morning, isn't it?”[/color] She tried to play off her mistake with a joke, but it didn't make her feel any less embarrassed about this particular turn of events.