365 Hours with Rufus Shinra (FFVII: Rufus x OC)

ch3. would you, kindly, lemme f*cking sleep

THE NEXT MORNING was just like any other. She woke up with a terrible headache. A feeling identical to one of being hit by a truck. Ah, yes, sweet, sweet morning sleep. It always sucked when it came to her. Other people would wake up refreshed, whilst she would wake up feeling like a zombie. But maybe that was because of the nightmares. So, so, so many nightmares, all involving the past couple of years that she had tried so hard to forget. She wasn't getting any sleep. She never really did.

Wishing she could die -once more- she turned and looked at the clock that ticked and ticked and ticked beside her on the wooden bedtable. 11:27AM. She chuckled. That was way past nine. She just switched sides and shut her eyes again, burying her face further into the fluffy pillow of her bed, and further nuzzling into the bedsheets.

That bed wasn't so bad. As a matter of fact, she had never slept in such a comfortable bed. It was soft, and the sheets were a dark grey, with a smooth silky and cool feel as they'd brush on her skin.

Well, those were the perks of being the son of the President of the -currently- most successful company.

She knew she should probably have her stomach gurgling hungrily, and she should probably go find something to eat. But she wasn't hungry. She was already too tired to get off the bed, and honestly, since she wouldn't be going to work -not any time soon, at least- it was a great opportunity to just sleep. She had forgotten how good a long sleep felt. All these years all she did was work and work and work, trying to keep her company standing against Shinra.

Maybe she should have relied on other sources of energy than just coal. Well, no matter. The damage had been done. She couldn't expect her engineers to figure out other power resources in fifteen days.

She wasn't sure whether she wanted to sign that contract or not. Unbeknownst to her, she was staring at that piece of paper that she had rested on her bedtable from last night. She frowned and she shut her eyes, switching sides once again. She didn't want to do anything for today. All she wanted to do was fall asleep again and never wake up.

Fuck the contract. Fuck her company. Fuck Rufus Shinra. Well, that wasn't far to come. She chuckled at the mental joke that she made and buried her hand further beneath her pillow whilst she rested her cheek on top. Her blonde hair was a mess against her pillow and frankly, she didn't give a shit about it.

She didn't know how much time passed until she heard footsteps in her room. She opened her eyes just to see her brother settling a couple of bags beside her bed.

"Morning, traitor,"

He let out a heavy sigh loudly. "It's 1:45PM," he informed her and she laughed.

Holy crap! "Time flies when you sleep, am I right?"

"You missed breakfast," Reno said. He wasn't so happy about any of this and she could pretty much tell from the look on his face.

"Oh, no, is your boss going to punish me about it?" she raised an eyebrow jokingly.

"He's not even here,"

"Oh?" She settled a pillow on top of her head, shielding her eyes from the morning light that entered from the windows. "Then, where is he?"

"That's classified, Hanney"

"Classified? Well, of course, traitor,"

A groan came from Reno "Stop with that!"

A smirk caught her lips. It was always so hilarious to get on her little brother's nerves. She knew he hated that they were both working for the two rivalling companies even though they were siblings. She was sure people in Shinra probably didn't even know he had a sister. She would never blame him for not telling. None of her employees knew that her own brother was a Turk.