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It was well into the morning and Wes simply couldn't let his charge sleep any longer.  If she was going to have any sort of chance at a normal life among people she was going to have to adhere to a more normalized schedule.  He moved down the hall to Bobbi's door.  She had managed to find a sticker of a "DO NOT ENTER" road sign to slap on the outside.  She had not been allowed to have a lock on her door for obvious reasons and so this was the best she could do.

Wes rapped gently on the door.  No answer.  He knocked again, much more loudly this time.  Still no answer.  He had given her plenty of time and so opened it.  Inside was dark but the light through the curtained windows illuminated just enough that he could make out a blanket lump on the bed.  [color=88AC85]"Good Morning Mis Barabara,"[/color] he called as he entered the room.  There was a loud groan from the lump.  [color=88AC85]"Time to get up and join our teammates.  Come along, up you get."[/color]  He pulled the blankets from her.  She held on tightly but eventually gave up.  Instead, she pulled one of her pillows over her head.

Clicking his tongue he removed the pillows as well.  Bobbi graced him with a scowl that could have melted paint.  [color=88AC85]"Shower and dress, time to be up."[/color]

[color=BA68A6]"The only things getting me out of this bed is either some coffee or some dick.  And you only got one of them things, which I would safely guess ain't on offer."[/color]  She spoke with venom in her voice though it lightened as she smiled.  Glad the room as dark, Wes could feel his face flush.  The man had been in the military for quite a large portion of his life, how this girl managed to get under his skin like that and embarrass him was a mystery.

[color=88AC85]"Correct, but coffee can be found in the kitchen.  I will dump you out of this bed if you don't get up on your own."[/color]

[color=BA68A6]"Just like being back at rehab,"[/color] she said dully and got up of her own volition.  Bobbi went to the bathroom and took her sweet time getting ready.  She knew the man would wait for her to ensure she didn't just climb back into the bed.  She emerged from the bathroom in only what God had given her and she noted with delight the way Wes pointedly kept his eyes on his feet.  What a dork.  He'd even gone so far as to make her bed.  Once dressed in a pair of blue jeans, a Metallica t-shirt, and her usual boots she applied her dark make-up and was ready to greet the day.

She and Wes made their way down to the kitchen, though she assured him she was a big girl and could find the way on her own.  He said something about making sure she ate real food and not just some coffee.  The guy took his job far too seriously.