Kate pov :

I wake up to the sound of someone knocking on the door, who could that be by this time

Deciding to ignore whoever is behind the door by getting comfy hoping the person leaves.

Not having the pleasure of returning back to sleep because consistent knocking on the door I groan angrily plodding towards the door to have an intense conversation with the pesky individual behind the door.

I pull the door open to find grandma dressed in her workout gear with her irate stare directed at me.

Oh, moon goddess training I forget about the training today because I was hoping she would forget all about...