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Roxy had spent most of last night hauling all of her belongings up to her apartment, stacking the boxes in a corner and hating every minute of it. [color=6ecff6]"Fuck... Stairs..."[/color] she'd panted on the third trip. She was SO out of shape. By the time she'd gotten her mattress into her room, she was so tired that she didn't even bother with a shower or putting sheets on. With the mattress flat on the floor, she'd practically face-planted onto her bed, clothes and all, and fell asleep within what felt like seconds.

It was rare for Roxy to sleep until after the sun is up, but this morning, if it was still morning, she’d slept until she could see light through her eyelids. She could already feel the rats nest forming in her hip length red hair. Groaning, she pulls strands of hair from her face while she stretched and opening her eyes. Remembering the events of last night she sighs heavily [color=6ecff6]“Rieght. It’s apartment lyfe fer me naow.”[/color] Her accent was thick, though it’d been years since she’d been in Ireland last. [color=6ecff6]“Weell, aye s’pose aye’d better git uup.”[/color] With more groaning and noticing of sore muscles, she wabled up from the floor and drug her mismatch socked feet out of her room, hoping she’d make it to the bathroom in time, but she wasn't expecting to see an untouched plate of food sitting on the table. Glancing at the clock on the wall she swore [color=6ecff6]“Ach! Whoat? Shite. Greeat start te all thess ‘roommate buseness’”.[/color] It was already past 11 AM! She mumbled about missing breakfast as she scampered the rest of the way to the bathroom and practically slammed the door shut in her hurry to get to the toilet.

Trudging back into the living area and trying to run her fingers through the massive mess she calls hair, she noticed that her new roommate was seated on the couch and had just seen the whole struggle she’d just had. [color=6ecff6]“Ooh. Ehm.. Gi’marnen.”[/color] She could feel her embarrassment coloring her cheeks. “Soory I missed yer cooken’. Aye guess ah was moore tired than usual.” Jabbing toward the plate with her thumb, she said [color=6ecff6]“Ah’ll jus waarm this uup. Thanks vera much!”[/color]. She smiled and ducked her head away, setting to warming the food.