Dreams dissolved into the waking world as Irma's voice hit her ears, broad and shrill.
"Apriiiil!"
With a reluctant stretch and a yawn, the slumbering redhead did her best to ignore the human alarm clock that was pacing about loudly next door. With a low grumble she was momentarily pulled back into the abstract stream of her swirling subconscious...
...And it was good.
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