C64 A Call For Help

Isabella's Point Of View.

The next morning, I woke up to some clattering sounds that came from the kitchen. A grunt escaped my lips as I tossed to the other side of the bed with a loud yawn.

“Can you just keep it down, Lilly?” I shouted in a sleepy voice.

There was no response, but the clattering sounds continued, making it unbearable for me to sleep