Perfectly Red

Unmistakable.

(Lia's POV )

My morning starts off great, my coffee maker brews me a cup of coffee, and the smell of it fills my loft. The automatic blinds open letting in the sunlight waking me as I lay comfortably on my bed. I get up, brush my teeth, take a picture of my coffee, and drink it in my living room to watch some TV.

Once I woke up a bit more, I cook myself an egg, and some toast. I scrub the dishes when I'm done, and change into a workout set in my closet. I go out my front door, and down a couple doors away from the elevator to my gym. I run on my treadmill for awhile before switching to some light weight lifting. After spending some time in the gym, I answer some emails, and give Noa a call.

"Hey, you're not too busy for a chat are you?" I ask.

"I'm always glad to have a chinwag with you Luv."

"You should see the new game I got installed in the arcade. Dance, Dance, Revaluation."

"Ouuu, that's going to be fantastic," Noa says." We should throw a shindig in there for Adriaan's birthday."

"Of course."

"Yes!" Noa squeals.

"So what are you up to right now?"

"Waiting for my first client, she is always late," she replies. "Oh, there she is now. Talk to you in a bit , Luv."

We hang up, and I take a seat on my couch. Speaking of games, I check to see if Eric is online. Obviously not because he busy doing things on the farm. I send him a message with a picture of me just hanging out.

I play some games online by myself for a while to kill time. Eventually my stomach rumbles, and I have to put my game on pause. Hungry I take my elevator down, and I make my way through that door into the back of the restaurant. Adriann pokes his head out of his office hearing me enter.

"Oh, hey Lia."

"Hey, what's for lunch?" I ask him.

"I put a couple containers of pasta, and salad in the small fridge for you," he answers turning his attention back to his menu for this evening.

"You rock," I say leaving him, and heading in said direction.

I say hello to a few of the kitchen staff that are cleaning up from the lunch rush. Then I take the containers sticking them in a bag with some utensils, and dressing.

"See you later, and good luck tonight. The reviews have been great," I say to him as I pass his office to leave.

I go back to my elevator, and take it up to my floor. Excessive I know, but it was the best way for me to ensure I have privacy. Back in my loft I go to my kitchen taking out a salad, and putting the rest of the food in the fridge. I add the dressing, and eat in the quietness of my place. Soaking in my alone time.

Once I'm done I throw away the container, and head into my living room. I walk past the couches, and over to some shelves. There is a box, I open it, and pull out some pre-rolled hash. Then I step out onto my balcony, and light it up. Just trying to relax as much as I can before tonight.