Mercy was lying in bed snuggling the covers against her when she was rudely awoken by her alarm clock. She tried to ignore it but knew that when she woke up there was no getting back to sleep. Sitting up in her bed she hit the button on the clock to shut it up.
Stretching her arms above her head while yawning she pushed the covers off of her legs and slung them over the edge. As soon as her foot touched the metal floor of her room she immediately pulled her legs back and clutched them against her body. The floor was cold.
Peeking her head over the edge as if the floor was a living creature she looked at it and tried to figure out a way not to deal with its temperature. She scanned the room for answers until her eyes finally landed on her dresser. Of course, she could just put on socks!
The only problem was that her dresser was on the other side of the room. Forming a plan in her head Mercy grabbed the covers off of her bed and threw them on the floor. Standing on the covers she slowly shuffled her way across the room; it would've worked better had she not thrown the covers into a ball.
After shuffling for 30 seconds she reached the dresser, opening up the drawers she searched for socks, only finding 2 that didn't match. One was white with red crosses on it and the other was orange with white caduceuses on it. Shrugging Mercy put the socks on and stepped off the covers.
Picking the covers up Mercy walked back over to her bed and made it before looking at her alarm clock. It had taken her 6 minutes to put on a pair of socks, whereas she could have just stood up and her feet would've stopped being cold in less time. Shaking her head at her own antics Mercy prepared for her day.