2 minutes later
Maaka came out of the bathroom with her batterie powered hairdryer, she hummed as she stepped into the room she shared with Solange, everyone shared a room with someone. Although Solange really really liked her privacy, so she tried to be quick about getting ready in the morning for her so that she could do her routine, whatever that may be. Maaka was also very used to getting ready quickly, she had after all shared one bathroom with five other siblings her whole life.
Maaka slipped on her yellow star tank and ruffled cream skirt, and flats to complete the look of utter failure at a sense of style. Yah, she tried, no really she does try, but just fails... Her look was that of a colour blind kindergardener. Maaka was utterly oblivious to it however, and walked out with the hairdryer still going as if she was just fine and completely happy. She passed Solange coming out and tried to say hi, but the door was shut in her face pretty much, and locked....
"Sorry..!" she said mildly as she waved at the door. By the time she reached the living room someone else was in the shower and everyone was up.
Turning off herhair dryer ( hurray for short hair!), Maaka went over to her