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Mei had [i]intended[/i] to wake up at 8:00 AM. Instead, a thunderous moaning jolted her awake at 5:30, because that was just her luck. As she jumped out of her bed, ready to fend off some intruder, all she found was the TV blinking, "MORNING ALARM" flashing in bright colors. She let out a long, exasperated sigh, half-tempted to just crawl back into bed; but she knew that was a bad habit to get into, so instead, she dragged herself into the shower. She took her time, enjoying the warm water, surprised that the pressure was so nice. Of course, the School of Death subjected its students to some of the most rigorous physical challenges known to man, so maybe this is how they made up for it. By the time she was done, maybe half an hour had passed...maybe the early wake-up wasn't so bad after all. Mei wrapped her long hair in a towel, wandering back to her room in a bathrobe. Her mind wandered to what she might wear that day; vanity was never her style, but it was her first real day at the School. Would it hurt to look nice?

After some deliberation, Mei settled on an airy yellow blouse and white shorts. Comfortable, but cute; she could almost admit it looked good on her. Of course, there was the possibility that she was going to be drowned by Kappas, so perhaps her clothing choices didn't matter that much in the end. She made her way downstairs, only to find that several other students were already having breakfast. [color=34BE2D]"Morning, everyone,"[/color] she greeted, a soft smile on her face as she wandered into the kitchen. The smell of fresh pancakes hit her almost immediately, spurring her hunger. Just in time, too, since Enzo was offering to make some. [color=34BE2D]"I'll take some,"[/color] she said, leaning against the counter. Come to think of it, she was in the mood for some cooking herself. Grabbing another pan and placing it on the other burner, Mei decided on a nice helping of scrambled eggs to go with her pancakes. Simple, quick, but still tasty.

[color=34BE2D]"Anyone want scrambled eggs?"[/color] she offered, beating a mix of eggs, milk, salt, and pepper in a bowl. Cooking wasn't exactly her specialty, but she'd made scrambled eggs enough times to not set the kitchen on fire. Besides, it was a nice way to make a good impression on her new...friends? Housemates? Peers?

[@Calatrava]