Snippet #1806231

Her body coiled into a tight ball; curled, wrapped, and bowed neatly in the centre of her bed in apparent tranquil contentment as her slim and perfectly manicured fingers subconsciously gripped at the indigo tinted velvet sheets tangled around her.
Lips slightly parted, Jacqueline buried her face into the softness of her pillow, a soft sigh emitted as she shifted to her left, then moved her right hand out across her bed; fingers prodding and gripping.

The sun was up, and set in the sky, she was sure of it. The day was slowly creeping into PMs and long forgotten the AMs. However, she had been so tired when she got home...

“Dae’?” Her words were muffled by the thick covers she laid under as fingers continued to search, stretching to their limit. “Daegon?” She called once more.
Brunette-hair exposed first; stood out on ends as Jacqueline poked her head out from under multi-indigo thick comforters, dark irises glazed over with sleep as her gaze shifted to her right. “Daegon?” It was more of a whine now as a pout puckered up her lips. Eyes blinked in her surroundings for the first time since waking up as she slid around her large bed in search of her missing friend. “Come here boy…” She whispered out. Her left hand moved to brush stray locks away from her line of sight.
“Where are you, Dae-“A soft yelp cut Jacqueline’s sentence short, caused her to turn her attention to the undersized pooch stationed patiently by her large door, and lightly chuckle. “Dae-baby.” She called out, and easily slipped out of bed, comforters spilling out on her white carpet; which she simple passed over and moved lazily for the now tail wagging puppy.
“Hi Honey.” She cooed as she bent low and scooped the animal up in her arms to cuddle lovingly. “Hi there...” She murmured, before she reached out with her left and pulled her door open.

Jacqueline blinked down at the unfolded note in confusion before she reached down to pick it up; setting the pup down with a soft peck on his dome. “Breakfast, Dae…” She muttered, and slowly walked out of her room with the note tucked safely between her right index and middle finger as she read.

"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"

Jacqueline giggled at she reached Daegon’s bowls seconds after he did, the tip of her sister’s note clamped firmly between her front teeth as she served her puppy some ‘Bits and water.
She scratched at his head fondly before she pushed from her crouched position and turned for the living room; pausing to simply grab fish food.

Jacqueline was in a wonderful mood this morning. Wonderful job accomplishing the previous night can cause one to be in a wonderful mood the next morning. Obviously her sister had heard from, what she was guessing, the news so she could not attack Knatilee with the juicy gossip. ‘Oh well.’ She thought as she dropped a few bits of fish food into the opened bowl and headed back for the kitchen. ‘I’ll tell her anyway.’ Jacqueline grinned to herself, and let the note flutter carelessly to the bar counter as she circled to the ‘fridge.
“Food, food, food, food…” She chanted, as she reached in the refrigerator for the orange juice.

Jacqueline was not much for breakfast, and usually what satisfied her were some toasts and a glass of good-ol’ OJ.

She reached up in the glass cabinet and pulled out a simple clear glass before filling it to its middle. She placed the jug back into the ‘fridge and stuffed a piece of bread into the toaster. “Running time.” She told her pup who laid out beside his green food bowl, content. Jacqueline moved back to her room to change and brush her teeth.

Minutes later, She slammed her bedroom door behind her, knee length cream-colored nightgown tossed into her hamper. Her plan was to simply have her usual run, and then stop by the bar just in case she was needed.

Covering her lower half, Jacqueline had on simple green and white Nikes, with black Capri under-armor, and long sleeves green under-armor top; her hair tossed into a messy bun.

Jacqueline moved back to the kitchen, and quickly chugged down her half glass of OJ before she set the glass in the sink and reached for her water-bottle in the ‘fridge and her cold piece of toast. “’Kay. You keep Heineken company, I’ll be back.” She told Daegon, who was wagging happily.

Keys and bottle in her hands, Jacqueline took a large bite of her toast before she stepped out the front door; door locked behind her.