Kayla Is Not a "Morning Person"

Kayla's eyes fluttered awake, drowsily glancing around the darkness as the sound of rain battering against the rooftop shingles filled her ears. The flash of lightning across the sky accompanied closely by a booming blast of thunder did little to awaken her from the dazed and sleepy state she currently found herself in. Looking back at her alarm clock and swiping her red hair out of her eyes, Kayla glanced at the alarm clock and read "3:18 am" in large, static font. A groan escaped her lips as a loud ringing filled her ears, both from the nightstand and elsewhere in the house. Her phone was loudly bellowing some sort of an alarm, which seemed to rouse almost every other person in her house from their tired state, and into the halls. "Tornado headed straight here!" Her brother Daniel loudly declared. Others began to exit their doors, but Kayla only sank further into the bed-sheets, hoping against hope she would not have to leave.

The sounds of footsteps on the stairs confirmed they were slowly corralling themselves downstairs, but suddenly Kayla's blonde-haired older sister Julie burst into the room loudly, her pajamas recoiling against her with the sheer **** she had placed into the movement. "HEY! Wake up! There's a tornado headed straight for us at full speed! We need to get in the basement!" She shouted, only to be met with groans from Kayla as she turned her back from the door and pulled her only bed-sheet tight. Julie rolled her eyes, knowing she would have to resort to the age-old reliable tactic of rousing the unwaking Kayla from her drowsy half-sleep. Gripping a corner of the bedsheet, Julie quickly snatched it away, pulling them off in an instant. She stared wide-eyed at Kayla's naked back-side for a moment, confirming she was seeing her sister's bare ass, and uncovered back. "Holy hell..." Julie said to herself, before shaking her head. "Deal with that later. Gotta get everyone downstairs for now." She thought to herself. Kayla shrunk even further into a ball, and stretched a hand back in her direction in a vague plea to return the sheet to the bed. Julie huffed, before balling the sheets up in her hands, away from her grasp. "Don't care. Get out of bed. Not letting you die because you have the awareness of a sloth in the morning." Julie demanded.

Finally, Kayla sat up in bed, and glanced up at her sister with eyes that seemed to barely possess the strength to flutter open for more than a second at a time. "Jules..." She whispered, rubbing her eyes. "...What's goi...." She tried to ask, only to start falling asleep again mid-sentence. Her head fell onto her shoulders, and she started to slowly droop back towards her pillow. Julie rolled her eyes. "Storm. Bad. Tornado. Big. Basement. Now." She yelled archaically, trying to hammer a single coherent thought through her sister's tired mind. Kayla blinked a little wider, but remained almost entirely as tired as before. "Ohh..." She answered, her speech slurring slightly. "...Ok...I'm on the way..." Kayla stated drowsily, already collapsing back into the pillow. Julie reluctantly accepted that the only way she would get her sister out was to trick her. "Mom. Mad. Sleep. Basement. Go. Now." She yelled again. Kayla seemed to decipher the caveman speech into a sentence only she truly understood the meaning of, and groaned as she re-righted herself. "...Ok...." Kayla rolled over, and stood up at the side of the bed, wavering as her eyes blinked rapidly. Her red hair came down over her shoulders and about a hand's distance further down her back, while both her hands were busy rubbing at her eyes and face to try and keep herself awake, leaving her C-Cup breasts and pussy completely exposed alongside the rest of her bare body. Julie watched her sister exit, and did a double take as she continued past her dresser, and into the hallway. "Wow. Seriously? Not even bothering with a T-Shirt? Is she really that tired?" Julie thought with a laugh.