She wakes to the sound of music. It's early for her, so she stretches, sits up, and rubs her eyes.
"Jeeves! Fifteen more minutes." Said Tammy to the computer Ai, which was embedded on her hand held phone, and charging on the night stand.
She falls back to the pillow.
"A pleasure, Mam." Said Jeeves, over the apartment speakers.
Her massive bedroom is painted mostly white, and thin bands of light slip through the curtains. A heated wood floor is soft to the touch and is highly polished by a robot drone. Across from her bed, is a winding staircase that leads up to a balcony. On the mezzanine is a wardrobe, a chifforobe, and a desk with a mirror to put on her makeup. The door to the room is under the balcony, and stands directly opposite is her bed.
She wakes to the sound of music.
"Fifteen more minutes, Jeeves!"
"Very good, Mam."
Time passes, and she spends most of it asleep.
She spasmodically gets up to a sitting position in bed. She yells:
"Jeeves! What time is it!"
"Half past two, Mam."
"Right!"
She drags herself out of bed.
Stumbling to the shower, Tammy fumbles for the valve behind the curtain and adjusts it. She then looks in the mirror and examines her teeth. She sticks out her tongue. In the medicine cabinet is her toothbrush. She gets it and squeezes the tube, then brushes. The steam from the shower is billowing behind her. Tammy widens her eyes. They're slightly bloodshot. She squeals with the brush still in her mouth. A small cup is filled with water, and the water is then swished around her mouth. She spits.
"Pah!"
Tammy then sticks a hand behind the shower curtain. The water is almost scolding. She jerks back her hand and adjusts the hot and cold.
"Jeeves! time!"
"Fifteen to three, Mam. Shall I prepare your bath?"
"No."
"She adjusts the water, slips out of her nightgown, and jumps in.
"Aah!"
Still, a little too warm.
"Shall I inform your father you'll be a touch late, Mam?"
"Don't bother. He knows."
All cleaned, she gets dressed. After few minutes, she finds a cute blue business suit and throws it on.
"Now, I must do something about those eyes." Thought Tammy.
It takes her a minute to walk through the long corridor with a high ceiling to the kitchen. Grabbing an assortment of liquids and spices from the refrigerator and kitchen cabinets, she mixes the muddled concoction together with pepper and tomato juice. After gulping it down, she throws the glass into the steel sink and begins running out of the house.
"Makeup and hair." Said Jeeves.
A quick blow-dry and lipstick are all that is required. Looking into the mirror, her eyes have cleared and her face is now smooth and soft. She's the image of beauty itself.
Tammy rushes into the teleport in her apartment.
The teleporter in her father's office flashes a pail white. Tammy appears in the office, and several heads turn and smile. She walks to the receptionist desk.
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In The Shadow Of The Tower
Science FictionTwo super-rich kids grow into young adulthood and struggle with their feelings for one another. She has loved him for quite some time, but he is unsure and needs to figure things out. She is also engineered by her father's company to love someone el...
