Late to Morning Practice

After giving the gold leaves to Liu Xiaochen, Wang Jingyuan felt a lot better and fell asleep quickly after she returned to her own room. In the early morning, she awoke to someone pounding on her door. "Little Senior Sister! Little Senior Sister!"

"Who is it? What do you want?" Wang Jingyuan called out groggily as she rolled over in bed. She was so cozy in the blankets and in the middle of a fantastic dream where she was fighting off a hundred bad guys single-handedly and laughing at how pathetic they were. There was a reason why she picked the most secluded room.

"Little Senior Sister, Senior Brother sent me to come check if you had gotten lost on your way to the courtyard. We have morning practice in, like, two minutes! You have to hurry!" A pupil called out from outside.

"What? Morning practice?" Wang Jingyuan sat up straight in bed. The dream dissipated. "Since when did we have morning practice?!"