God, it's still too early. The cafeteria had only opened just a few minutes ago, and here was Miss America herself, dragging herself to its entrance, as if she had just rolled out of bed and shrugged some clothes on.
Actually, that was exactly what she did.
By now, she had spotted the figure she came here to meet. God damn, even with her efforts, he was still there before her. Such was life, she guessed.
"Now you've got me regretting this time, it's too early." She yawned, before adjusting her glasses and glancing at their destination. "Shall we?"