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𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝.. 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕?!-

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷 --- '𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍!?'

Y/N POV

Brzzzz. Brzzzz. Another day, how great... I wish I could just stay in bed, not get up, not go work. Nonetheless, I looked toward my phone and hit snooze. I groaned, slowly sitting up and stretching. It was so hot in my room, why? I was practically sweating even! So rude. I rubbed my eyes, getting up out of bed and stumbling a little bit. I looked towards the full-body mirror and stared. My h/c, h/l hair was all frizzy and messed up. I suppose I moved around too much in bed, always had the tendency to do that, or so my friends said.

I walked towards the wardrobe, trying to find my uniform. I mean, it was around.. 9 AM. I have to go to work at 10 AM. Which, I don't know why they picked it to be at that time, but, whatever. At least I don't have to get up super early like some of the employee's do. I picked out my uniform off of the hanger, or at least the shirt, and removed my current shirt. I put on the light grey button-up shirt with black shoulder pads, and a black badge with my name embraided in the color white. I then grabbed black dress pants, removing my comfy pj pants (How sad..), and replaced it with the black dress pants. I put my sleep clothes into the laundry basket, which is almost getting full.. probably should do the laundry, really.

I exited my room, walking down the hallway and down the stairs. My house is two-storied, which means I have a big house all to myself. I don't really know why I got a big house.. just thought it seemed nice I guess. Plus, space is awesome. Which, also, space is good for my cat, Pumpkin. He's an orange tabby cat, who is very annoying. He follows me a lot around the house. Sometimes I'll even step on his paw on accident, his tail, almost trip because of him standing or sitting there, he'll attack my leg, or rub on my leg. He does a lot of things. Speaking of the fluffy one, he comes running down the hallway just to see me and meow whence his eyes have spotted me.

"Hi babbyyy!!" I purr out, kneeling down. He meows once more, as I put out my hands, he rubs his head into them. I scratch his chin, behind his ears, and cheeks. He loves getting scratched at those places. I stand back up, walking. He follows behind, meowing. Again.

When we arrive at the kitchen, I walk over to check his bowls. Both empty. Wow. It's not surprisingly really, but it'll be surprising when the water bowl is empty. I take the water bowl first, filling it with room-temperature-water. I place it down, as Pumpkin still meows. Guess that's not what he truly desires. I chuckle, walking to the bag of cat food, take the plastic measuring cup, and take a scoop. I place it into the food bowl. I take another scoop, but remember not to take lots, and place it into the food bowl as I did the other time. Pumpkin stares at me for a minute before chowing down at the food bowl. He's so funny, I love him, but very annoying.

I look at the time, 9:30. I guess I could make coffee.. Work isn't that far, plus, I don't think anyone would really notice if I was a minute late. Everyone is once in a while. It's a busy place anyway. I walk over to the coffee machine, doing whatever I needed to do to make coffee, and soon enough it was ready. I would grab a coffee cup, and then pour the coffee into the cup. It was hot, so I made sure not to touch the glass. I then poured out the remains of the coffee, and then put the coffee container back. I unplugged it, took a little, tiny sip to not burn my lips, and sighed in relief. Finally something down my throat. I was very thirsty. I looked back at the time, 9:38. I suppose I better get going. I patted Pumpkin on the head, placing the coffee cup down on the dining table that I never use, and put on my work shoes. They're black leather shoes which don't really suit me, but I'm okay with it. I took back my coffee cup, grabbed my keys, and exited the house.