Midday light peered through the curtains of Lily's single dorm room. Lily's diagnosed insomnia was reason enough for her to score a 'medical single' in one of the University's shittiest residence halls. With a groan, Lily wrestled with her sheets in frustration, a killer hangover was threatening to push her brains out through her ears. Thankfully, senior-level art classes were always later in the day... it was almost like they knew that those particular students spent their nights indulging in drugs and alcohol to find inspiration. 

After throwing her sheets to the side, Lily sat up in the bed and stared across the room, sleepy-eyed. The canvas that sat across from her brandished new artwork, streaks of black and red charcoal were dashed all across it in a fearful manner. Lily squinted at it and rubbed her eyes, she really didn't remember creating that piece... although this wouldn't be the first time she woke up and couldn't recall what happened the night before. Lily shrugged her shoulders and hopped out of bed, pulling a Muse t-shirt over her mess of multicolored hair. With the addition of electric blue skinny jeans, a black leather jacket, black combat boots, and a refresh on the eyeliner and dark lipstick, Lily was ready to head out for the day.

Lily headed to her usual afternoon stomping grounds, the Urban Grind Cafe. The cafe was more abuzz then usual as Lily tried to make her way to the counter to order. The barista immediately recognized her, and waved her over to the counter "The usual chai tea, right?" she asked. "Yes, ma'am" Lily replied, it was her usual hangover cure, that and something sugary sweet. The barista returned with the tea and charged her for that plus one pastry, "Have you heard about the murder?" she whispered over the register and Lily's eyes went wide. "What? Murder? Is that what everyone is talking about?" Lily asked in a rush as she opened the pastry counter and plucked out a cinnamon chip scone. The barista told her of the location of the scene and Lily rushed out of the cafe, chai tea and scone in hand, in hopes of catching a glimpse. Moments of terror and tragedy often made great muses for an artist, and Lily didn't want to miss out on something this crazy.