Quickly, Morgan snapped back to reality and looked at the floor where the stray...err....dog was eating. She heard the clicking and clattering of claws on the tile floor and sighed. Cleaning, now? I guess. She got a rag wet with hot water and soap and wiped up the pieces of meat and fat up and sprayed some disinfectant on where the mess was. Getting up she sighed and light-headedness rushed to her head and she almost fell over. 

"I really should be more careful...." As her hand drifted back up to the pendant, it was made pretty evident that her mind was still on the pendant though. Something about it...was exceedingly strange. It sort of exuded an aura of importance and value, but for the life of her she couldn't find out what it was, or even the purpose of the insignia. Despite the mysteries, Morgan didn't really mind though. Simple things like this always amused her. She let out a big yawn and almost toppled over on herself again.

"Damn! That's not good." She huffed out, still clearly dizzy. She went into the living room and sat down next to CC, as an intense wave of exhaustion overcame her. Morgan took off her glasses, folded them up and set them down on the dark wood end table next to her. Bags drooped underneath her eyes and she was bloodshot. Morgan looked horrendous, for a lack of a better term. She sighed again as her stomach began to grumble. Morgan began to shake and her eyes went half lidded as the tall woman began to lose control of her mind. 

"I haven't slept in like three or four days now...so typical. There's a dog here now? So random...sleep sounds so appealing right now, goodnight CC.." She babbled, letting her head sink into the spongy recliner, her entire body relaxed in an instant. Almost instantly Morgan was asleep peacefully and with a slight smile on her face.