Cat rolled over and over in bed. She was trying to bury herself under mounds of white comforter to hide the sun shining through the window and into her face. But it was no use. When it was light outside and she was awake, she couldn’t go back to sleep. A whimper left the huddled form of white lumps before she tossed off the blanket. She sat on the bed, short dark hair messy and all around her face so that only one eye, the tip of her nose, and her lips and chin were clearly visible. She wore some baggy sweatpants with some brand name stamped across the side and a cami with a built in bra that did little good. 

Giving the window an annoyed glare, she slid out of bed, bare feet padding towards the kitchen. One hand was rubbing her visible eye, and the other hit things to her side lightly to make sure she was going the right way without having to look. 

She finally made her way to the kitchen and stopped rubbing her eye, finding a bowl, milk, and box of cereal. She went to pour the contents of the box, only for maybe 5 pieces to clink in the ceramic, making her frown heavily. Sighing, she put the milk back up and turned to see coffee sitting there. So, Brad was already up. She made herself a cup and ran a hand through her hair, getting it away from her vision before heading out on the balcony where Bradley was smoking. She stood next to him and poked his side with one finger while drinking her coffee. [b]”Did you eat my cereal, huh?”[/b] she asked, raising an eyebrow, but looking out at the city and not Bradley.