InsaneJournal

Coffee. That was the first thought that entered her brain, when Paige rolled onto her back and winced at the evil light demon-called the sun-that had it's evil little ray things blast into her face. With a sound of displeasure, she covered her head with a pillow but the evil light demon had already taken it's affect and there was just no way that she was going back to sleep. Which sucked because she didn't even have to work today. Grumbling low, but rather coherently, she couldn't think of a viable reason why it would be bad to vanquish the sun. Not that she was in the mental capacity to recgonize the fact that one couldn't vanquish or block the sun. At least not without good magic. And the potential logistics of that with any magics just made her brain hurt.

Sliding her feet into a slipper, Paige just remembered to grab the robe and slide into it, wrapping the straps against her waist as she walked down the hall and then down the stairs into the kitchen. It had taken some doing, but she was slowly reminding herself that she no longer lived a lone or with her sisters. Some people would appreciate robes. Sure she just had the bottoms of a pyjama pants and a tank top, but meh ... some people were unusually picky and Paige wasn't the nicest in the morning. She would rather avoid nagging if she could help it. She hardly ever listened to it from her sisters, though she did take it; chances of her taking it from a complete stranger weren't very high.

Entering the kitchen, she stiffled a yawn, and headed straight to where the coffee and it's filter was. Might as well make enough for everyone. And a good two cups for herself.