valiantnaomi
[ A yawn. Four arms a stretch, and the soft warmth of a makeshift blanket left her touch in a sweeping motion. Kicking off a buzzing alarm from her nightstand, not only knocking it down but unplugging it. Whoops.]
[ Shuffling over to collect herself a cup of tea and a nice splash of cold water for her face, this moth was ready to take on the day!... in fifteen minutes! Maybe twenty!... Lets hope.]
[ The matte eyes washed over whatever papers she had cluttered over her table. Piles of this and that, some unnecessarily organized, others crumpled and stained. For such a small table there was a surprising amount of junk on it.]
[ Turning away from one mess to another, the bed recently tossed barely had half a pillow still laying on it. The odd patched up blanket covering at least a single pile of dirty clothes. And of course the face down lounging alarm clock.]
[Seven pm and her disarrayed house already was waking her up. She had to admit, maybe this week had escaped her. More runs than usual, her time out to relax, and then come home to crash routine was pretty... Terrible.]
[A heavy exhale into her cooling cup of nectar relieved a bit of the looming stress. Only to have it reaped from her very being upon feeling the waves of crunching snow. The sound of foot steps so close to her home.. Clutching both hands together a small wish was made in hopes it was not her landlord.]
[In hindsight, that time wishing should have been spent picking up.... Well.. at least the kitchen was clean.]
