[ Her voice is awfully small for the amount of loathing she holds for the idea of working at her new position, but... breakfast is a must. Pushing herself up to sit, she rake a hand through her hair, half attempting to smooth it down. ]
I suppose food does sound nice, though...
[ She blindly pats her hand around on the pillows to find her glasses, before scooting her bottom along the bed. Her robe's all askew, and half open, but she doesn't even seem to notice as she pads over toward the bathroom. ]
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[ Her voice is awfully small for the amount of loathing she holds for the idea of working at her new position, but... breakfast is a must. Pushing herself up to sit, she rake a hand through her hair, half attempting to smooth it down. ]
I suppose food does sound nice, though...
[ She blindly pats her hand around on the pillows to find her glasses, before scooting her bottom along the bed. Her robe's all askew, and half open, but she doesn't even seem to notice as she pads over toward the bathroom. ]