Missy was rudely awakened to the feeling of her stomach acids erupting from their fleshy container.
She sprung up from the bed with great force, in a violent rush to the bathroom.
She clenched her flat belly as she emptied the little contents of her stomach.
Once she had finished, she struggled to get up on her feet and began to brush her teeth, trying to wash away the stench of vomit from her mouth which was already plagued with the sickening scent of morning breath.
She spat out the foamy, now greenish substance from her mouth and began to wash it out with water.
Once she finished, she stepped into the hallway, being sure to turn off the bathroom light, as the Doctor's bedroom was right in front of it and he for some reason always kept his door open. Which was quite a dumb choice since he was living with Missy.
She walked down the confusingly laid out corridor which Clara was still dumbfounded at how missy memorized it.
She walked wearily into her bedroom and lazily laid
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