"GOOD MORNING NEW YORK CITY!!" the radio on Knatilee's small nightstand rang out.
However it didn't get past "This is your favorite rock n rollin' DJ-" before her hand slammed down on the snooze button.
"It should be illegal to be that loud in the morning....." she whispered, before pushing herself up from her California king mattress, and out from under the sheets.
She slipped into a pair of fuzzy red flip-flop slippers that were a few shades lighter than the red over-sized t-shirt she frequently slept in.
Within only a few minutes the tired woman made her way into the living room and pulled back the curtains on the long row of windows, sending a flood of light into their five bedroom, six bathroom, 4200sq ft midtown west condo.........and bringing the Empire State Building into close clear view.
Cursing under her breath from the light, Knatilee then made her way into the kitchen and fixed herself a bowl of cereal - turning the TV on with her left hand, as she poured the box of Honey Bunches of Oats: Strawberry, with her right. It wasn't long before her six month old huskie pup, Heineken, was jumping up at her leg, with his tail wagging.
She smiled at the pup, and placed the remote down, so that she could pour food and water into the pair of red metallic dog bowls she had bought for him........causing the pup to quickly turn his attention from her, to the food.
Then making her way over to the refrigerator, she began to listen as a reporter on Fox lead the 7 o'clock morning news with the report of a theft from a local gallery down in Chelsea.
"It's like the guy was a ghost or something.....he by-passed all our security, and according to the cops, didn't leave as much as a rug-particle out of place, yet alone any prints" said the owner..........a statement that made Knatilee smirk.
"I guess someone was busy last night......" she said to herself, before taking the half gallon jug of milk, and bowl of cereal, out into the living room - closer to the tv.
She had only taken a few bites from her bowl of cereal, before her phone went off.
"Yes, what is it Martin?" Knatilee said into her Samsung Galaxy SII........Martin being the sous chef of their kitchen, second in cooking only to her sister.
"Did one of you call for an early morning delivery?"
"Um no, why would we do that?"
"Well there's a truck here........says it's a delivery of food for the kitchen, what do i do??"
Knatilee sighed, knowing Martin was there setting up by himself, and that he'd need help unloading the truck with the drivers, seeing as how it's only 7:15am and the delivery almost always comes at around 9:30am, which is thirty minutes before the place opens.........and when nearly the entire crew is usually there to help.
"Damn it!.......gimmie fifteen minutes, we'll come help"
With that she hung up the phone, popped off the couch she had been sitting on, and made her way into her room.
Only seven or so minutes later, Knatilee had slipped into a simple white fitted tank-top, with "Schianos" written across the chest, a pair of low-rise skinny jeans, and white DC skate shoes, with thick black laces. She barely remembered to slip on her Green Bay Packers watch, throw her hoodie over her arm, and push on a set of multi-colored rubber bracelets, before she walked out of her bedroom door and went to her sisters.
Her hand was balled up, and she nearly knocked on the door.......before she remembered the news story.
"Jaqi's probably beat......i can go handle this by myself!"
Knatilee then went and put the milk back in the refrigerator, and threw her dish in the sink, before beginning to scribble on a notepad on the freezer door.
"Went to the bar........delivery fuck up, call me when you get up if you want...........not sure if you have class today, so talk to you whenever i can.
PS: nice job.....=P"
After peeling off the paper, rolling it up in scroll-form, and shoving it in-between her sisters door jam, and door knob - so that it would fall on the floor noticeably the second the door was open - Knatilee shut off the tv, and opened popped her head into her room real quick to check on Yin & Yang.......her two abnormally large royal pythons; Yin being an eight year old six foot long albino male, and Yang being a five year old seven and a half foot female.
Only after seeing that their lights where both on, did she grab the rest of her things - including a beat up camouflage messenger bag, and head out the door.
It felt as if the elevator was taking a million years to get to her floor, as she put her long thick hair into a messy high-up ponytail. So after waiting for felt like forever, she turned around to walk down to the flight of stairs, but before she got far the elevator finally dinged.
Knatilee turned around in a hurry, not even thinking to stop and wait to see if someone was walking out, before she made her way back towards the elevator doors.
However it didn't get past "This is your favorite rock n rollin' DJ-" before her hand slammed down on the snooze button.
"It should be illegal to be that loud in the morning....." she whispered, before pushing herself up from her California king mattress, and out from under the sheets.
She slipped into a pair of fuzzy red flip-flop slippers that were a few shades lighter than the red over-sized t-shirt she frequently slept in.
Within only a few minutes the tired woman made her way into the living room and pulled back the curtains on the long row of windows, sending a flood of light into their five bedroom, six bathroom, 4200sq ft midtown west condo.........and bringing the Empire State Building into close clear view.
Cursing under her breath from the light, Knatilee then made her way into the kitchen and fixed herself a bowl of cereal - turning the TV on with her left hand, as she poured the box of Honey Bunches of Oats: Strawberry, with her right. It wasn't long before her six month old huskie pup, Heineken, was jumping up at her leg, with his tail wagging.
She smiled at the pup, and placed the remote down, so that she could pour food and water into the pair of red metallic dog bowls she had bought for him........causing the pup to quickly turn his attention from her, to the food.
Then making her way over to the refrigerator, she began to listen as a reporter on Fox lead the 7 o'clock morning news with the report of a theft from a local gallery down in Chelsea.
"It's like the guy was a ghost or something.....he by-passed all our security, and according to the cops, didn't leave as much as a rug-particle out of place, yet alone any prints" said the owner..........a statement that made Knatilee smirk.
"I guess someone was busy last night......" she said to herself, before taking the half gallon jug of milk, and bowl of cereal, out into the living room - closer to the tv.
She had only taken a few bites from her bowl of cereal, before her phone went off.
"Yes, what is it Martin?" Knatilee said into her Samsung Galaxy SII........Martin being the sous chef of their kitchen, second in cooking only to her sister.
"Did one of you call for an early morning delivery?"
"Um no, why would we do that?"
"Well there's a truck here........says it's a delivery of food for the kitchen, what do i do??"
Knatilee sighed, knowing Martin was there setting up by himself, and that he'd need help unloading the truck with the drivers, seeing as how it's only 7:15am and the delivery almost always comes at around 9:30am, which is thirty minutes before the place opens.........and when nearly the entire crew is usually there to help.
"Damn it!.......gimmie fifteen minutes, we'll come help"
With that she hung up the phone, popped off the couch she had been sitting on, and made her way into her room.
Only seven or so minutes later, Knatilee had slipped into a simple white fitted tank-top, with "Schianos" written across the chest, a pair of low-rise skinny jeans, and white DC skate shoes, with thick black laces. She barely remembered to slip on her Green Bay Packers watch, throw her hoodie over her arm, and push on a set of multi-colored rubber bracelets, before she walked out of her bedroom door and went to her sisters.
Her hand was balled up, and she nearly knocked on the door.......before she remembered the news story.
"Jaqi's probably beat......i can go handle this by myself!"
Knatilee then went and put the milk back in the refrigerator, and threw her dish in the sink, before beginning to scribble on a notepad on the freezer door.
"Went to the bar........delivery fuck up, call me when you get up if you want...........not sure if you have class today, so talk to you whenever i can.
PS: nice job.....=P"
After peeling off the paper, rolling it up in scroll-form, and shoving it in-between her sisters door jam, and door knob - so that it would fall on the floor noticeably the second the door was open - Knatilee shut off the tv, and opened popped her head into her room real quick to check on Yin & Yang.......her two abnormally large royal pythons; Yin being an eight year old six foot long albino male, and Yang being a five year old seven and a half foot female.
Only after seeing that their lights where both on, did she grab the rest of her things - including a beat up camouflage messenger bag, and head out the door.
It felt as if the elevator was taking a million years to get to her floor, as she put her long thick hair into a messy high-up ponytail. So after waiting for felt like forever, she turned around to walk down to the flight of stairs, but before she got far the elevator finally dinged.
Knatilee turned around in a hurry, not even thinking to stop and wait to see if someone was walking out, before she made her way back towards the elevator doors.