Snippet #1020193

A yawn escaped Chandler's lips as she awoke, stretching her arms, then pulling her covers off of her she got out of her bed, feeling the coldness instantly enter her. She hurried to the bathroom, pulling along some clothes and a towel with her. After her shower, Chandler fixed her hair, blow drying it then she gave herself two pigtail braids, leaving her bangs out of the braids. Chandler then pulled a black tank top over her head, then her shirt, the shirt that had the fifth former emblem on it. A smile pulled at her lips. Now all she had to do was get her pants on and grab her shoes, but Chandler could run a little bit late couldn't she? She shook her head, slipping on her pants, a pair of black skinny jeans, then grabbing her neon yellow converse, Chandler bolted out the door.
Soon enough she was in the lunch area, her eyes searching for somewhere to sit. Getting through the line took about three minutes, not enough time to find a nice spot to sit. A smile crossed her lips again when she spotted an empty table in teh corner of the lunch area. Her mind was set so she made her way to it. And before she had reached the table, Dasha Dot was there, sitting in the seat Chandler was thinking about sitting in. "Hello Dot." She whispered, running a hand over the cat's blue-silver fur. Her smile widened when she saw Dasha Dot smile. taking the seat next to her cat's, Chandler eyes the food she had picked up, nothing on her tray would satisfy her. So she just pushed it away from her, picking at the peanut butter toast corner, ripping some off and offering it to Dasha Dot. "Some food?" She mumbled to her cat, her eyes looking else where, though soon returnign her gaze back to Dasha Dot.