Monica inhaled sharply as she sat up in her bed. Last night felt like a blur, and it was all catching up to her. Why did she feel all crusty? Looking down, her clothes and arms were coated in dried blood. Ew. She needed a shower, ASAP.

Once the shower was all said and done, what would she wear? Hmm... How about... some silver shorts, and... a gray t-shirt labeled "Hard Rock Café" in a circle with a green shamrock in the center. This'd do. She had the day off, as well as the next. A bit of time to cool off after the party. Although this time it was for a different reason. Monstrous Rats were a better excuse than drinking. 

Breakfast time! Er, wait, was it. She looked at the clock. 9:47. Yeah, it was breakfast time. How about waffles? She loved waffles. And eggs! Eggs were pretty good, too. Scrambled eggs and waffles. Perfect.

First the eggs. To the fridge! And... she was out of eggs. Damn. She'd have to get some more sometime. Well, how about bacon? Pulling out a drawer in the fridge, there was still some left. Noice. Throwing a couple pieces on a frying pan, she started the flying process. Prodding and Flipping until they were fried to perfection. 

Waffle time. Pouring the batter into the mold, she closed the top and waited. And... flip! And... done! She opened the top. Perfect. Peeling it off, she set it on a plate next to the bacon. All that was left was the syrup.

Chow time!