~[b]10:15 AM[/b]~

Mornings were never particularly friendly to Erin Murdock. So she did what any other person would likely do, sleep in. It was an action that could be incredibly looked down upon by others who often deemed those sleepers as "lazy". While Erin's habits of snoozing past any alarm has declined in the past few days, she still gets caught sleeping just a little too long some days. This morning was just one of those days...

Ronan's rather booming voice stirred Erin out of a deep sleep with a jolt. As uncomfortable as that was, Erin didn't lay about for long. She quickly scrambled to her feet and hastily threw on a white long-sleeve and a pair of slightly dirty jeans. She didn't have time to really prepare a proper appearance as she was determined not to be the last one at the meeting, again.

Erin paced herself through the hallways so that she thought she made excellent timing, but after following in the bare-footed Blake, Erin saw that she was, indeed, the last one. She cocked her head back and slapped her forehead in disappointment, quietly cursing to herself. Yet again, she was late and yet again, she was last. Of course she wasn't the last one. There was still one more coming, but Erin didn't know it at the time.

Erin ran a hand through her messy red hair and slipped into a vacant seat, quietly murmuring apologies to all those in passing. She found her spot, right next to her favorite patient, Finnegan Colquhoun. He was a bit of an oddity but Erin had always blamed the more negative attributes to things outside of his control. In fact, the two sort of always got along. Finnegan was a great tutor for potion-brewing and in return, Erin was quick-in-a-pinch to relieve some of Finnegan's psychosis. She leaned forward and rested her head on her elevated hand. Looking at Finnegan, she gave him an innocent wink before turning back to face Ronan and his soon-to-be announcement.