violetbentley (violetbentley) wrote in steckley, @ 2011-04-20 15:51:00 |
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Entry tags: | &finished, river shannon, violet bentley |
Violet always rose with the sun, and it wasn't just because of the fact that her blinds were broken and wouldn't fully cover her window. She'd always had the tendency to wake with the sun, ever since she was a little girl, no matter how late she'd gone to bed the night before. So long as she got about five hours of sleep, she was fine.
So, naturally, it was a shock when she rolled over and the sun was already high in the sky, leaving a bright golden square on her holey bedsheet.
"Jesus," she croaked, stretching and making her way across her warm wooden floor. She wasn't even hungover or anything; a quick glance at the wall clock told her that it was about ten after ten, and this was the latest she'd slept in in...well, forever.
Whatever happened last night.
She padded quietly out to their tiny kitchen, to put the kettle on to boil.