It was early. Way too early for waking up already on a Saturday morning. Carefully opening one eye, Brooklyn Roberts glanced at the window of her little bedroom that was luckily still covered by her curtains. The sun was shining, so much she could see already. Then again this was nothing unusual in summer; the sun was waking her before her alarm clock would even think about ringing.
Sighing lightly, the young criminal law student rolled onto her other side, peeking at said alarm clock. It was just 8 a.m. Definitely too early to get up already after being awake til far after midnight. If this had been due to partying, it wouldn't be too bad. But as long as studying kept her up and running that late, she wasn't all too excited about it.
Brooklyn closed her eyes, just to let them fly open again a second later at the sound she could hear from what she assumed was the kitchen. Obviously fellow criminal law student Jazzfynne Roux was an early riser as well. This also was nothing new to Brooklyn. Usually she and her friend, who she shared the pretty little apartment at Mercer Residence, were up a lot earlier than their fellow students who sometimes managed to sleep in til evening.
Mercer Residence had one big advantage for the student of the New York University who had decided they wanted to study law; it was located right across of Vanderbilt Hall, the main classroom building of the NYU School of Law. But Brooklyn wouldn't have minded going for a walk through the city either; from back home in Montana she was used to long walks.
Sighing deeply, Brooklyn sat up, knowing that now that she was awake, she wouldn't be able to fall asleep again anyway. She stretched her arms, yawned and ran her hands through her curly hair. She freed herself of her blanket and walked over to the window. With one quick motion she pushed the curtains away, once again briefly squeezing her eyes shut as she was blinded by the bright sunshine. She opened the window, instantly greeted by a warm, fresh breeze, announcing that yet another sunny day was expecting her.
A smile lit Brooklyn's face as she took a deep breath. Not as delicious and fresh as the air back home in Montana but nice anyway. Briefly she glanced downwards, like always shuddering. She would never get used to the fact she was living in such a high floor.
She remained standing at the open window a bit longer before she closed it again and left her bedroom. Like expected she found Jazzfynne in the kitchen, even that early in the morning already fully awake and in a good mood that somehow managed to help her get rid of her tiredness as well.
"Good morning, Brook," she greeted her with a bright smile. An eyebrow she raised as her friend yawned. "Why so tired? Don't tell me you've been studying all night again for this exam. It's still more than a week."
Brooklyn chuckled, grabbing one of the mugs for a much needed coffee. "Yes, I did, but only because I don't want to spend the weekend with studying."
Jazzfynne winked. "Friday is weekend as well." She leant against the kitchen counter. "Don asked if we don't want to meet for breakfast. You'd like to join us? Theo will be there as well."
The last part of her answered had been said in a tone Brooklyn knew only too well. "Will you get that started again?" she asked, taking a deep sip of her coffee.
Jazzfynne laughed. "You mean reminding you of the fact that you have a major crush on him? Yeah, I guess so. Oh, and that's also the reason why you'll have to come with me, because you know...I won't miss a chance to make you spend time together."
Brooklyn groaned. "Jazz, come on. There's never anything going to happen between him and me. You know him! He can have every woman on campus, he's like everybody's darling. Why should he even think about hooking up with me? I guess the only reason why we're friends is because you're together with his best friend."
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