*beep* *beep* *beep* BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTT!!! The beeping of the alarm was cut off by the deep, baritone ass blast of one 6ft girl, turning tiredly in her bed. Not only did this bomb of a morning fart rattle her bed, it rattled her entire apartment, and most likely all adjacent ones as well. This was the perk of living in the vicinity of Cassandra, it was impossible to oversleep, her built-in alarm would wake up even the soundest of sleepers. It was 11am on a Saturday, her favourite day of the week. She stretched under her covers, slowly scratching her voluptuous behind as she peeked open one eye, the sun hitting her face through the blinds. “Mmmmm…”, she moaned. “Why’d I stay up that late yesterday…” She groggily threw her covers to the side and got out of her warm, comfy bed, walking across her tiny apartment towards the fridge, where she cracked open a can of her favourite energy drink. This has been her only breakfast for a while now but she