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VICKI GROANED AS SHE HEARD THE SOUND OF FIONA'S voice through the halls, alerting everyone it was time to get up. It was a daily routine for the kids to be waken up so abruptly but, the light eyed girl never exactly got used to it. She wasn't a morning person at all, and she wasn't about to start, not today.
It was no surprise that Debbie was already up and ready for the day. Five years younger, and the girl already had her shit together far better then both her older sisters. Victoria always chalked it up to the fact that some people are born ready for life, and some, like her, just weren't.
The Gallagher girl quickly launched herself out of bed and ran to the bathroom, catching it at the perfect moment to cut in front of her twin brother, Lip. She quickly slammed the door shut and let out a content sigh, making her way to the sink to lazily brush her teeth. Making it through the rest of her morning routine was somewhat of a blur, and within five minutes she was done with the bathroom.
"Took you long enough." Lip commented as his sister brushed past him, the girl rolling her eyes in response.
"Don't get your boxers in a bunch, asshole. Not like you have anywhere to be." Vicki shrugged, slowly holding up her middle finger.
"Actually, we both do, school. Need I remind you they require pants for entry?" The boy gestured to his sisters bare leg and held up his middle finger back as he walked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.
"Dick." Victoria made her way back into her room, spotting a pair of raggedy jeans on the floor. She picked them up, and hastily put them on before finding herself a black top from on top of the small pile of clothes she had laying on her bed.
She wasn't exactly ever the most organized, none of the Gallaghers were but, her especially.
"Electric!" That single word was yelled over and over from downstairs as Vicki pulled on her chunky black boots, light coat, and her favorite orange beanie.
She never went anywhere without it, because it just so happened to be the only thing that Monica ever gave her personally, and call her sentimental but, Vick tried to remember the good times.
"Into the shit show I go." The girl mumbled beneath her breath, exiting her now empty room before she ran down the stairs.
With one swift motion, she snatched a small wad of cash from her jacket pocket, and dumped it into the bill jar.
"Thanks, Vic." Fiona spoke, sending her younger sister a slight smile. The two of them weren't exactly the closest. In fact, they weren't that close at all and constantly fought.
