The cold was what woke Miley up on this fine Monday morning, and it was not something that particularly thrilled her. After curling up tighter under the covers, she reached for her cell phone, only to find that it started ringing in her hand.
...It was spooky how well her publicist knew her.
"Hey, Vida," she yawned into the phone. "What's up?"
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