[ WP ] [ CW ] Make me fall in love with a character in 200 words or less .

As I expose my arm to the bitter cold outside the covers while reaching for my phone, my fingers brush a patch of something sticky on my bedside table. Why does my morning have to start like this!? I am forced to pull my right hand out of the covers as well in order to rub them together and get the unidentified goop off. 
 
 My alarm has been going berserk, insisting that I get my lazy self out of bed. It ’ s wearing down my sanity, but touching my phone with sticky fingers… no. Get sticky off first. Once satisfied, I turn off the alarm. 5:15 am. 
 
 I sigh as I swing my feet out of bed. There ’ s something sticky on the floor too. Not AGAIIINNN!! Desperately I begin to blink and squint, seeking out the cause of my misery. 
 
 Finally, I clear the sleep from my eyes and realise what has caused me so much grief. A plate of cut-up melon sits on my bedside table. The shaky hands that left it there must have let some juice spill. A smile slowly spreads across my face. When I went to bed, the fruit hadn ’ t been there. Thanks Grandma.
