Snippet #1927751

Trin looked in her full length mirror, once again making sure that her tattoos were covered from her dad's watchful eye. She would have liked to sleep in much, much later on a Saturday, but her father was always making sure that she woke up at a good, 'healthy' time. She slowly made her way downstairs, cell phone in hand, texting a guy who had been chasing her for about a week. "That phone's no good for you, sweety." Trin looked up to see her father, the preacher, sitting at the kitchen table with his coffee. Trin shook her head and replied sarcastically, "Mornin' to ya too, Daddy." She poured herself a small cup of coffee, gulped it down black and leaned against the counter.

Trin sighed once, looked back at her dad and then went to the pantry, taking out her dog's leather, braided leash out. Trin gave a sharp, high pitched whistle that always made her dad cringe, and the large German Shepard came bounding down the stairs loudly to stand excitedly at her feet. "C'mon Jinxy, time for yer walk." Trin chuckled as Jinx gave a small yip of enthusiasm. She had hooked the braided leash onto his collar when from behind her, her father spoke up, "What is that on your hip, Trinity?" Trin was almost surprised and quickly stood upright, her shirt falling back into place to cover her tattoos. She quickly turned to walk out the back door, keeping up her act up as she had so many times before. "It ain't nothin' Daddy." Trin and Jinx were already out the door when her father gave a loud sigh and called out once more, "And clean up that grammar of yours. We didn't raise you to speak with that accent." However, by the time the word 'accent' was out of his mouth, Trin was already halfway into the forest behind her house. She sighed heavily once the small house was out of view and relaxed, unhooking Jinx from his leash. Suddenly her phone began to vibrate in her pocket. As Jinx stopped to sniff something, Trin took out her phone and looked to see it was Scarny, her best friend, calling her. She quickly answered, gave a small, unintentional yawn, and then spoke into the phone. "Mornin' Scarn."