Sasha's Cleaning Products (mlctale3)
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The sun creeping through Johnny's blinds hit his eyes as he shot up in his bed too quickly, his head beginning to spin as he waited for a moment to recuperate. His body was moving faster than his mind as he practically threw himself out of his bed and towards his alarm clock.

…BEEPBEEPBEE—

He silenced it with a smack to its snooze button, then paused to look at the time.

"9:00 AM…? Oh shitballs…" He muttered. "Did I wake up too late…?"

His phone was next—he looked past all the useless notifications from social media and games and focused on the date.

Saturday? Something is off here…

As far as he was concerned, yesterday was Thursday. So why was today Saturday?