[center][b][h1][color=green]Uná O’Brian[/color][/h1][/b][/center][hr]
[center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/18d01698-ed1e-4bc4-bc4d-b838036a3be3.jpg[/img]][/center][hr][h2][center]Location: Institute[/center][/h2][hr][center][h3] Interaction: Open[/h3][/center][hr][center][h3] Mentions: [/h3][/center][hr][hr]

Uná woke up in a cold sweat. She remembered everything. All of it. Granted there were parts that were more blurry than others. But she remembered all of it except for when she passed out of course. She remembered passing out. She decided right then that she was going to act like it never happened. 

She jumped as her alarm went off.[i] Lady Willpower[/i] by Gary Puckett & The Union Gap blared since she left it on random to pull a song from her playlist on Spotify. She reached over and slammed the dismiss button. Rolling out of bed she pulled on a pair of shorts socks and tennis shoes. She threw on a light shirt over the sports bra she had on.

It was Saturday and she was going to do her normal Saturday routine. Run maybe with Nikki...which might be a bad thing. Eat, again with Nikki. She thought about the rest of her schedule; swim, eat, Danger Room, Dance class, shower, eat, hang out with Nikki then bed. Most of these were Nik-centric. This was going to be a never ending acting test. And Nikki could tear apart a performance pretty well.

She also dreaded being around Nathan all over again. Life apparently got complicated quickly. Forget Nikki and Nathan being in the same room...wait that might be easier...likely not.

Stretching out she hopped on one foot over to her phone and unplugged it. Switching to the other foot to stretch out the other hamstring she hopped to her wireless headset. Syncing the two - phone and headphones - Uná put in the buds of the headset. She looked over at the bed that had yet to be slept in and resolved herself to remembering to check on Aya after her run.

The sky was just starting to lighten as Uná opened her door. Looking left and right she saw no one. Breathing a sigh of relief she moved to the stairs and ran down lightly. She made it to the front door and opened it quietly. She closed it quietly. Really breathing freely.

The music helped her breathing and she took off running around the fenceline for the Institute. The strains of [i]No Diggity[/i] played as Uná lopped in a long stride for her five feet even.