Shae Wilson
The sheer white curtains billowed as the breeze flew into the small apartment; the birds outside sang bright cheery songs, almost beckoning Shae to awake from her slumber. But, alas, it is not the breeze, or the birds, that wake the young girl. As she flips over in her bed, her cat Caleb drives his paw into her cheek, letting out an annoying 'meow'. The brunette's eyes spring open, and she lets out a yelp.
"OWW... F***...." The girl groans, reaching out and grabbing the cat, cuddling him close to her chest. Caleb lets out another annoyed meow, struggling to escape Shae's grip. She could feel his claws digging into her nightshirt as she trapped him in her arms.
"No, nugget! This is what you get for waking me up!" She bites his ear gently and then pulls away, looking in his deep brown eyes. Caleb reply with a blank stare, and then follows up with a hiss.
"Damn cat..."
After a moment, she releases him and he runs towards the edge of the bed; turning around, he pops a squat, eyes glazed over with intent.
With a grumpy groan, Shae begins rubbing her face violently for a moment, as if she could scrub the sleepiness away. Grabbing her phone, she checks the time.
8 am...
The bookstore didn't open till ten and Nancy - her boss - was always late anyway, so Shae had at least an hour and a half to kill at best.
"Too early..." She mutters, pulling the covers away; as she does so, Caleb jumps down and runs over, rubbing against her legs. Stumbling over to her dresser she grabs an oversized hoodie and throws it over herself. Her bare feet stomp across the hardwood floor as she stumbles to the kitchen. It was mornings like these she was glad she didn't have any roommates. She was free to walk with no pants on and nobody would say shit; and if people walked in, that was their problem.
As Shae enters her kitchen she notices that Caleb's bowl is empty, "No wonder you're grumpy..."
With a large sigh, Shae runs a hand through her dark curls and then opens up the fridge, pulling out a can of cat food.
"Shit smells... You're lucky I love you." She grunts at Caleb as she opens the container and plops it into his bowl.
"Coffee!!!" Shae states as she swings open the cabinet and grabs a mug. As Shae started up the Keurig, she began to stare it for a moment... Her parents had given this to her as a gift for her new apartment, it worked well... But it was really expensive, and she probably would've been fine just making coffee by .the one cup filters instead. But her parents were materialistic and thinks the more expensive the gift, the better it is...
Snapping out of her own thought process, Shae sits down with her coffee at the island in the kitchen, opening up her daily planner, checking her schedule for the day.
"Let's see... Uh... Work... then I have to get groceries... NOOOO.... UUUGGGHH." She rests her head on the table, "I hate the grocery store..."
But, being on her own meant that she had to be responsible... For groceries, and stuff...
After a bunch of unidentified grumbling, Shae made herself a bagel with cream cheese, and a scrambled egg, for breakfast. A little more awake now, she skips over to the couch and plops herself down. Placing her food, and coffee, down on the table, she reaches underneath the couch and pulls out a box. Inside the box is a jar of weed, a lighter, a string of hemp wick, and a bowl. Packing up the bowl, she turns on the tv and shifts through the channels and finally lands on the new show "I Am Cait" and kicks her feet up on the table.
"Good morning indeed..." She smiles to herself as her cat comes and sits on the couch with her and she lights up the bowl.