As the Mirage of Ideal times and Vivid dreams fade my eyelids reluctantly flutter open as I sit there and stare at the Ceiling for a minute or so my morning headache slowly sinks as I deftly reach for my glasses on my nightstand not really wanting to put them on but as my half-awake mind registers my glasses in my hands I lazily and reluctantly shift my body into sitting position and as I slowly put my glasses on my toes come in contact with the cold ground as they do I flinch ever so slightly at how cold the floor is in the morning after a few seconds my feet find the slippers next to my bed as they slide comfortably inside my slippers I get up onto my flimsy noodles I call legs slightly disoriented I start to shuffle over towards my bedroom door as my hand is inches from the handle I realize how cold that handle will be so being the person I am I tuck my hand into the sleeve of my pajamas and grab the handle with my hand covered as I look into the dark hallway a small portion of my mind tells me to turn the lights on the larger portion on the other hand sides with my headache which leads me to mindlessly walking through a dark hallway and as my headache grows my fatigue grows as well as I start thinking about turning around and going back to sleep I emerge from the hallway and the thoughts of returning to my room soon died as I mindlessly flicked the lights to the kitchen on and from what I can tell its gonna be cloudy today but those thought fade into away as my eyes on my coffee maker I can feel the slightest of smiles grow on my face as I pat the machine for all its amazing work and I subconsciously grab my mug and put it under the nozzle I start it up while I grab my sugar and creamer from their respective places and my favorite teaspoon I cleaned yesterday as I set the ingredients down I can't help but let my mind a wonder to what will happen today Kathryn will probably try to get that Rachel girl to join us for lunch again and will probably get turned down maybe I'll see Craig&John again lately though Craig has gotten a lot more fidgety when I'm around but meh it'll probably blow over her train of thought is abruptly broken by the sound of a mug being filled by that godly drink as my smile grows by tenfolds I grab the mug and with practiced ease I prepared her ambrosia and after I finished I slowly brought the mug up to my lips as I deftly smell the sweet aroma of this holy remedy I slowly take a sip as a small wave of calmness and clarity wash over me and as my sips get longer and my drink disappears I come to realization "aw crap I got summer school today"
AN:this is my first story please bear with me if you read and I'll try my best to update as soon as I can thank you lady's and germs laterz
