beep beep beep
The sound of the alarm filtered right through the thin floors. From under the ragged covers, a fist shot out and slammed the alarm.
It stopped its obnoxious beeping, but that didn't mean the inhabitant of the attic could go back to sleep.
With an almighty groan, she rolled over and slid out from under the blanket. As the bed was nothing more than a mattress on the floor, she rolled straight onto the wood, golden hair spilling around her like a halo and brown eyes blinking blearily in the early-morning grayness.
From beneath the thin floors, harpy-esque shrieks told Kim Yeseul that her stepsisters were up and demanding her presence. She brought a heel down on the floor, letting them know she'd be down in an instant.
Rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, she got to her feet and padded towards the open suitcase that served as her dresser.
Yeseul rummaged through her sparse collection of clothes. If she had more to choose from, she could probably be more fashionable.
As it was, her outfit consisted of ratty jeans with a hole in the knee, hair pulled back into a messy ponytail, and the gray ERICA varsity hoodie she hadn't taken off since July.
"Yeseul!"
Sighing, Yeseul slid a pair of socks on her feet and headed for the trapdoor. Her backpack sat already packed and waiting, and she slid it onto her shoulder as she pushed down the ladder and began to descend into the hallway.
Jumping the last few rungs, she landed nimbly on her feet just as the door in front of her was wrenched open.
"Ugh, there you are, shortie!" Hyuna growled. Her hair, much as it did every morning, looked like a rat's nest. "Go get my clothes from the laundry."
"Yes, Soo" Yeseul replied. Hyunji poked her head around the corner of her bedroom, still wearing her green face-mask.
"Mine, too, Yeseul dear," she said sweetly. Yeseul merely nodded, already making her way to the stairs.
"Anything you two want for breakfast?" She asked before she started heading down.
Hyunji laughed. "Breakfast? Oh, darling, girls like me can't have breakfast. How do you think I maintain this figure?"
Hyuna nodded, and Yeseul shrugged. She still ate a good breakfast every morning and had a great figure, but if they insisted....
She headed down the stairs into the laundry room in the basement. It used to be a bedroom, but Hyunji and Hyuna had turned it into their own personal room filled with industrial-power washing machines and dryers.
Honestly, with the amount of clothes they owned, they kind of needed it. Yeseul emptied the dryer into the white basket, filling it to the brim before carrying it upstairs. On the way, she stopped in the kitchen to pull a scone out of the cupboard and pop it in her mouth.
She passed Jae wook on the third floor, where he was straightening his tie in a mirror. "Morning!" She chirped, as usual. "Off to a business meeting?"
Jae wook grunted in response, barely acknowledging her presence. As usual.
Hyunji and Hyuna were in their shared makeup room, sitting in front of the stage-lit mirrors. "I hope you didn't get any crumbs on my clean clothes," Hyunji arched an eyebrow.
