Post by COIN HAWTHORN on Sept 18, 2011 13:15:26 GMT -6
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'I have reason to believe that alarm clocks original design was to torture people'
Was thought that frequented Coin's thoughts in the morning, god she hated mornings. Her hand shot out from under the warmth and comfort of her blankets to slam her hand down in the general area of previously stated alarm clock. It took a few tries but she finally got it, unfortunately she hit a multitude of other things and judging by that crash, she needed a new lamp.
with her head still under her blue covers she the began the search for her glasses, but try as she might they where no where to be found.
There was a prod at the back of her head and even though she didn't want to she peeked her head out to see Dante holding her glasses in his mouth gingerly so he wouldn't break them. Well at least that’s what she thought it looked like, all she really saw was a glowing orange blur.
She smiled regardless and put her hand out, her Ponyta dropped them in her hand and she put them on.
"Ah, thank you Dante, what would I do with out you?" She asked, it was a rhetorical question but he gave her that look that said, 'not a whole damn lot'.
Coin just laughed and got out of bed, Dante following, most people would say it was dangerous to share a bed with a Ponyta, but with fire retardant sheets it was actually very warm and comforting.
She glanced out the window it was still dark out, she had to wake up early before the other Pokemon so she could have breakfast ready and not be a total b**chy wreck. So she threw on a T-shirt some old worn out jeans put her hair up in a messy pony tail and donned her dark green apron.
She climbed down stairs, the first thing on the agenda was coffee, the thought of it made her mouth water. So she turned on the coffee maker and started making breakfast for herself, Dante, her Riolu Tanya and the rest of the Pokemon asleep in the other room.
She could see them from here, her house was very open concept, the stares where in the back ot kitchen and an island was the only thing separating her from the 'living room' which had been converted into a play/sleep area for the Pokemon. Who needed a living room anyway?
The coffee was done and as she poured herself a cup there was a knock on the door. She hissed a her head whipped towards the sleeping Pokemon, if one of them woke up it would cause a chain reaction and they would all wake up!
Cup of coffee in hand she moved towards the door and opened it as fast and quietly as she could.
"Excuse me, but we don't open till ten, unless you're here for your Pokemon or it's an emergency, I suggest you leave and come back later!" Her voice was just above a whisper and it came out a little too harsh, she didn't want to deal with anyone, people or Pokemon right now!
((OOC: Not really sure where I want to go with this, I'm just getting used to a new character, so I don't really care who replies))