cormac's notebook. (curagad) wrote in emillion, @ 2014-01-13 19:38:00 |
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Early mornings had long been a part of Ridley's regime, and this morning was no different. Like a robot, she moved precisely, accurately, limbs ghosting to and fro to carry out the necessary deeds before she was set to check in at the clinic pre-opening. So rarely was she the sort to sleep past eight, sometimes seven, as there was always so much to do. And now that the clinic was her most pressing reality, it paid to be an early riser. |