Alexandra Herrera 

Morrison, CO 
December 29th, 2099 

That morning... 

Bzzt... Bzzt... Bzzt... 

The phone's buzzing resonated against the surface of Alex's nightstand, rattling ever so slightly as the case bounced against the hard laminate. Eyes already half open, the young woman rolled wistfully onto her side, where she met the telling gaze of the bedside clock. She rubbed her eyes gently, and confirmed that the '6:00' was for real. 

Bzzt... Bzzt... Bzzt... 

Her gaze fell then to her vibrating phone, which seemed to grow increasingly insistent with each consecutive ring. Curiosity overcoming her half awake mind, Alex reached for the device. "Of course," she yawned. "Professor de la Rosa" read clearly across the top of the screen. She couldn't have been surprised even if she tried; the Professor was the only person (other than, perhaps, her parents) who would be trying to reach her so early in the morning. It was rare, of course, that this did happen; Alex knew it had to be something urgent. 

Her finger swept quickly across the screen in a single motion with it pressing against her ear. "Good morning Professor," she said, sleepily. 

"Wait, what?" as usual for an early morning call,, the Professor was beside herself with excitement. "Yeah. I can get in early today. Is it an emergency? 

"Important, but not an emergency. Got it. I'll be in at around ten... OK. Yes. I'll see you then. Bye." 

She ended the call, dropping the phone back onto her nightstand, and rolled spread eagle onto her back. She heaved a deep sigh, which intertwined with a pump of laughter. How de la Rosa had so much energy so early was beyond her. It was comical, in its own way. 

With a shrug, and no further thought on it, Alex pulled herself out of bed; the sooner she could meet with the Professor, the better, and she wasn't the quickest when it came to getting ready. 

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Dressed and packed for a day's work, Alex descended to the foyer of her apartment. Taking a quick hit out of a pen-sized vaporizer from her chest pocket, she set out the door, curious of de la Rosa's plan for the day.