Eva heard the ringing more clearly now, and she could feel herself waking up.. She lifted her eyelids just enough to see her bedside table, but closed them automatically after. It was one of those mornings where she went to bed early last night and got an amazing sleep, but she was dead tired regardless. All she wanted to do was stay curled up in the warm blankets with her head rested on her soft pillow and sleep. Eva sighed longingly and rolled over, her eyes still clamped shut. That'll be the day... She thought to herself, smiling a little.
After about ten minutes of just laying in her bed - in her warm, soft bed - she finally began gradually stretching out her legs, letting out a good, long yawn. Eva opened her eyes just enough to see the usual red carpeted room with white walls and brown furnishing. She was about to close them again, but shot them open instead. She sat up, leaning forward ever so slightly so her head was facing the covers below her, and scratched the back of her head. She looked up for her to be greeted by the sight of her mirror, which hung on the wall opposite to her bed. Her long, silver hair looked as though someone had came in her sleep and tied each individual strand together in tiny little knots. The bags under her eyes looked like they could actually carry something. Eva's hand met her forehead and she looked to the ceiling. This is going to be a pain! She felt an wave of frustration wash over her.
Eva swung her legs over the side of her bed and stumbled over to her desk, her eyes still looking as if they were about to pop out of their sockets. She ran her hands all over her desk, desperately trying to find a hair brush to fix the disaster that was her hair. Once she found it, she automatically began running it through her thin hair. "One brush, two brush, three brush..." Eva kept on counting until she reached one hundred, her eyes gradually . Once she did, she put the brush down only to realize that her hair was extremely staticy from how quickly she was brushing her hair. Eva sighed. "I guess it doesn't matter," She said confidentially, placing her hands back to her side and smiling her odd smile in the mirror. "It's not like nobody will want to be with me just because my hair looks bad."
Although Eva said this, she still rushed to the bathroom and attempted covering the bags with makeup. It didn't cover it completely, but she looked less tired. While she was at it, she also decided to cover up the scar on her left cheek. Once she finished, Eva opened a cupboard and grabbed her toothbrush and toothpaste, applied it to the brush and began brushing her teeth, all the while wondering why she hadn't made any products herself for everyday things such as these. It never really occurred to her to make anything like this; Her beloved gun was enough for her.
Once Eva finished, she ran back into her room and pulled out the outfit she usually wore. She slipped off her pajamas and put each piece of clothing on with care. She debated whether or not she should include the hat, but in the end she decided to put it on.
Once Eva was finished, she looked in the mirror and smiled in her odd way. That's much better! She thought, extremely satisfied with her appearance, despite her hair still being a little messy and the bags under her eyes still visible upon closer inspection.
Eva moved closer to the mirror and looked at her eyes. Huh, they're red today. She began to get slightly nervous. I hope nobody thinks I'm evil or something...
Eva shook her head, put her smile back on and walked out the door. As she was walking to the cafe where they would all be meeting, she noticed a few people smiling at her. Every time this happened, she would always wave and smile back at them. She wasn't one of the most well known Zodiac signs, but every now and then someone would recognize her. She was grateful for every time.
Eva entered the cafe casually. She walked up to the waitress and smiled. "Table twelve, Eva Pudritz," She said in a friendly tone. The waitress smiled back at her and led her to the table, but it wasn't necessary. Eva could easily recognize Chastity. Regardless, Eva let the waitress lead her to the table.
Eva wouldn't call the air around their little group friendly, but it wasn't like it was bitter, either. It was more... Smooth and flowing. It wasn't a bad start, but Eva was crossing her fingers that things wouldn't turn out to be bitter. Unpleasant feelings was something she did not take very well. Once they actually got there, Eva thanked the waitress and took a seat beside Chastity. "Hello," Eva said in a clear voice, still smiling. She felt slightly nervous but overall joyed about what they were doing today. The only thing that Eva didn't like was how early she had to get up.