BUZZ! BUZZ!

Ensign Pavel Chekov blearily opened his eyes. Where was that noise coming from?

BUZZZZZZ!

Why was his alarm going off so early? Pavel rubbed the sleepy crust from his eyes and looked around. His quarters were dark and quiet, but a small digital display near his bed caught his eye.

BUZZZZZZZZZZ!

Belatedly, he reached out his arm and turned off the alarm. It was half an hour later than it should be, though! How had that happened? With a groan, he realized that it probably had gone off when it should have and he had hit the wrong button again, setting it to snooze. And now he had barely enough time to get breakfast before his bridge shift started!

Scrambling out of bed, Chekov rushed to get ready for the day. He took a record short shower and haphazardly pulled on his uniform (failing to notice that the tunic was inside out). Still hopping into his regulation black books, he headed for the mess. He could just grab a cup of coffee and a biscuit before he had to report to the bridge.

Realizing that he had forgotten to comb his hair as he rode the turbolift, he reached up to run his fingers through it and attempt to straighten it a little. When his hand left the handle, however, the lift beeped a warning and began to slow. Chekov quickly grabbed it again and used the other hand on his hair instead. He doubted it was looking much better when the lift stopped and the doors slid open, but there wasn't anything else that he could do about it.

He hoped that the rest of his day started going better soon!