Hex eye's slowly opened, accustoming themselves to the new morning light. It flooded into the room, revealing more details of the heavily luxurious room. The bed was a comfortable and warm, and she felt like she could sink into the sheets at any time and suffocate, they were so deep. A feeling of warmness gushed out around her, and she slowly fluttered into the air, shrugging off the blanket. [i]This is better than home life,[/i] Hex realized. [i]I should do this more often.[/i]

"Hm? Oh!" Hex, noticing a pastry on her bed, almost immediately tried to wolf it down. Usually she didn't get much better than honey or berry jam. She had seen something like this before. It occasionally came in as a rare treat, from her mother. Usually, she never got to eat it, but it always smelled delicious and her mother always seemed to savor it. She bit straight into it, flying right above it, and tried to chew on the thin wheat crust.

Hex finally got a good grip on it with her mouth, only to find she couldn't really bite into it, considering she didn't really have teeth. She went through various stages of gripping it with her mouth, trying to get possibly one sharp end of her mouth into the pastry, only to soon find out she couldn't really do anything about it. Hex eventually, frustrated, gusted the pastry in her bag to save it for later, or maybe crush it up to slurp.

Hex eventually tried to set up a bath for herself, only to realize she had no hands, and couldn't push the faucet. A couple of strong gusts later, and only getting a slight drip out of the faucet, she decided to head out and pack up her stuff. Hex slung the bag over her body and fluttered outside, gusting the door open with a strong one. She saw Joshua and Matt in the lobby, waiting, so she just decided to wait for Anthony, who was probably enjoying absorbing the pastry into his body.