Vivian, with her eyes closed, groped around on the bedside table, found her phone, and without even opening her eyes, she turned off the alarm clock.
The room returned to silence, and Vivian lay on her stomach, sleeping deeply.
Just as she was dreaming sweetly, there came a sudden "knock, knock, knock" from the door, followed by her dad's very excited voice from outside: "Honey!! Vivian!! Are you up yet!? Let's hurry up and go see the sunrise!!"
Mrs. York was startled awake, and she sat up quickly, clutching the quilt.
Vivian groggily opened her eyes, reached for her phone, and glanced at it: 4:12 AM, still forty minutes until sunrise.
"Quick, quick, quick, get up, or all the climbing we did yesterday will have been for nothing." Mrs. York got out of bed, pushed the still dazed Vivian, and hurriedly started getting dressed.
"Oh..." Vivian let out a long yawn, clutched the quilt, turned over, and lay down again.
