The sunlight shines through my window blinds, indicating that it's morning. "Ughh, why can't I have like....powers to reverse time so I can sleep longer...?" I asked myself grumpily. (Does anyone else think that? I think that)
I lazily crawled my hand under my pillow and shuffled around, trying to find my phone. "I know it's here somewhere" I mumbled. Finally, I found it and turned it on, resulting in me being temporarily blind. "Why me" I groaned as I rubbed my eyes to make them adjust to the brightness of my phone. 7:31?! Work is at 8:00! Misaki said that it's usually really busy in the mornings!
I quickly rush to get out of bed, tangling myself in them further. I eventually fall to the ground and rush to the bathroom. I tried to brush my hair while brushing my teeth and surprisingly it worked! Well, kinda. I speedwalk into my room and open my closet. I get the emergency outfit burrito. "Thank you Wengie for your late life hacks video!" I thought thankfully.
The outfit was a blue skirt that kinda resembled marble, I don't know. A simple and solid white crop top with a gold necklace that had a shape of a upside down, layered pyramid. I grab a wallet that matched the outfit. (I really suck at explaining)
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I don't bother with makeup and do my hair in its signature style. I grab my phone and headphones and quickly plug it in and rest it on my neck. While turning on a song, I put on some converse and run to the cafe.
It's about a 5 minute run so of course I would listen to music. I get a bit bored so I start to sing the upcoming song. I smirk as I hear that it's 'Partners In Crime' by Set It Off.
Most people know but that's one of my favorite bands. I lowly start to sing it, making sure that I'm not near anyone. Once I know I'm in the clear, I close my eyes, knowing the path by memory.
Play the song!
You'll never take us alive We swore that death will do us part They'll call our crimes a work of art You'll never take us alive We'll live like spoiled royalty, lovers and partners Partners in crime Partners in crime
This, the tale of reckless love, living a life of crime on the run, I brush to a gun to paint these states green and red, Everybody freeze, nobody move, put the money in the bag or we will shoot, Empty out the vault and me and my doll will be on our way,
Our paper faces flood the streets, And if the heat comes close enough to burn then we'll play with fire 'cause...
You'll never take us alive We swore that death will do us part They'll call our crimes a work of art You'll never take us alive We'll live like spoiled royalty, lovers and partners Partners in crime Partners in crime
