The building shook and then again, and again. After fifteen minutes of shaking, I woke up. I was used to these things by now. Everyday the apartment building shook because of a giant train that passed at such a gargantuan speed that it shook the building, well either that or a person was entering the building, either or.
“ I guess it’s probably time to get up.”
The bed clung to me tightly, I wanted to keep sleeping, but I managed to get up eventually. I lumped over to the cupboard, and chugged it down like a pelican eating fish.