Damn, it’s cold
@cseleanor
Early mornings were never really Vikki's thing but the idea of having to deal with the other house-mates drove her out of bed this morning.
Brown eyes lifted as she sneered up at the sky as tiny flakes of snow began to fall from the sky, a moment prior she had sent a text to Ele to let her in. Her car parked behind her and packed to the brim with all of her 'essentials' which mostly comprised of an overwhelming amount of black clothing and weird nick-knacks.
In one hand she was holding a warm cup of coffee with her phone pressed against it while her other hand held a brown bag filled with their breakfasts. The warmth radiating from the bag and coffee keeping her hands warm despite the falling snow.
Vikki: "wake up hoe i got breakfast and im freezing my ass off outside can you PLEASE let me in."
Eleanor had always scolded her for using 'foul' language and never saying please or thank you - a minor annoyance but one Vikki would accept nonetheless.
