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It had been difficult to wake up at twelve after going to bed at five with Alexander after another night out in the now warm air. She would never admit it aloud but she already missed the weeks in which he had left her to her own devices, sleeping between four am and ten am into a somewhat normal routine and being outside in the daylight. Now it was hard to do so, but she had something to be excited about, so she got up and dressed herself in what she deemed to be the most comfortable skirt she had, a cardigan and a simple white blouse under it. As she made sure she had not stirred the sleeping man, she took money out of his wallet and went outside, making sure to stop by the thrift store she had previously visited and buy one of the short leggings she had seen there to put under the skirt so at least she would be more comfortable when riding, if she were to get to do that as she still felt unsure.
She walked with a quick pace towards the outskirts of the town, following the direction where she was supposed to meet Abraham, feeling as if she were going too far away or she was too late, keeping up despite the usual tiredness creeping over her that she felt whenever she moved too much, her body very much out of shape after being locked between four walls for four years with little as a form of exercise or movement. She had gained weight finally since coming here almost a year ago, but she still had a lot of movement to do in order to get back into some sort of shape. As she saw a now familiar figure walk towards her she schooled her face into a smile, holding onto the bag over her shoulder in which the treats for Andalusia were. "I do hope I'm not very late, I didn't realize how far a distance it was when I got out," she said as a form of hello as she neared the man. "I apologize if you had to wait for me and waste some of your day for that, really."
