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[indent][color=silver]Rolling out of bed Miranda took a moment to simply stand there, wondering whether standing up had even been a good idea for several long moments. Finally Jasper's incessant presence against her leg made the former executive give out a deep, heavy sigh, and with sluggish steps she made her way over to the kitchenette of her small but functional apartment. It wasn't much to look at, the large bed/sitting room with the open-plan kitchen attached, the bathroom with a surprisingly large tub hidden away behind a frosted glass window to one side and the balcony giving a shaded view out over the communal garden to the rear. These days it was more than adequate for Miranda's needs though.

Reaching up into the cupboard, the lonely woman pulled down a box of cat biscuits, before pulling open another door down by her knees and fishing out a can of cat food to go with it. Taking the time to carefully measure out the food to the proportions the internet advised were the best for a balanced diet, Miranda filled the two cat bowls and set them down on the floor in the corner where the colourful mat had been laid to denote the feeding spot for her two pets.

Almost before her hands had left the bowl Jasper's face was already buried in the wet mess, hungrily gobbling down the nutritious and apparently tasty grub. A few seconds later Calypso appeared, arching her back as she rose from her own slumber before sauntering casually over to her meal. Sitting herself down she sniffed at the offering a few times before lazily beginning to eat, judging the food worthy of her ownership.

Miranda smiled as she watched the two. Both of them were individuals and so different, but at the same time they both reminded her of herself in different respects. As she ruminated on the thought her hand reached out to the fruit bowl and pulled out the last banana, which had been resting by itself in the sculpted glass tray. without even thinking she peeled off the skin and began to chew the slightly dried out flesh, making her way over to the bathroom to clean herself up a little.

Standing in front of the mirror she quickly peeled off her clothes, examining the bruises running up the side of her body as she prodded them carefully. They were healing up well, with only a little tenderness remaining, but the bright livid marks still stood out plainly against her paling skin. It had been quite a while since she'd been out during the day and her once tanned, healthy skin was beginning to fade into a shadow of its former glory. Looking into the mirror Miranda saw a ghost of her former self looking back at her, which seemed all too fitting given her current circumstances.

Letting out another heavy sigh she quickly washed and dressed herself in some casual clothes before making her way out onto the balcony. The Beat was loud in her head today, so she quickly pulled her headphones over her ears and turned up the volume, giving herself something, anything other to listen to instead of the repeating, steady rhythms which accompanied her every second of every day. Lighting up a hand-rolled cigarette, with a little added extra thanks to Manny, Miranda lowered herself into her recliner and lifted her legs up onto the rail, assuming her comfortable, habitual pose ready for another day doing nothing.[/color][/indent]
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