(Faint melody playing from phone speaker)
Hmm…
(eyes flutter open, slow breath)
It’s morning already?
Caliya Parker
Another dreamless night.
Or maybe I just forgot the dream again.
Caliya Parker
(Stretches, sits up slowly)
Okay… let’s do this.
(picks up glucose monitor, pricks finger)
Come on, be good today…
110.
Nice. That’s… a relief.
Caliya:
smiles faintly
Thanks, body. You’re trying.
Caliya Parker
(Walks to window, opens curtain slightly)
Sun’s warm today. Not blinding. Just right.
Caliya Parker
I should feel excited.
The studio emailed last night…
They want to use my melody for a collab.
Caliya Parker
(Taps fingers on the window glass)
But what if they back out again?
What if they find someone louder, flashier?
[Phone Buzz – New Message: Adrian]
Adrian Parker
Rise and shine, sleepy genius.
I made pancakes. Come downstairs.
Caliya Parker
Tell me there’s cinnamon?
Adrian Parker
You really think I’d forget your favorite?
Never happening.
Caliya Parker
*thinking*(Adrian always knows how to pull me back to the surface)
Caliya Parker
Be down in five. Just… breathing a bit.
Adrian Parker
Take your time, liya. I’ve got you.
Always.
Caliya Parker
(smiles softly, places hand on chest)
I know.
Caliya Parker
(thinking)
Some mornings ache more than others.
But today feels… different.
Alright world.
I’m listening.
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