"Ah, Morning!"
Buried under the covers of her bed was a girl named Jane. She rose from her bed in her pajamas and rose her arms in a stretch, yawning in the process. As she put on her glasses from the nightstand, Jane noticed the second bed across the room was empty. The pillows and sheets were sloppily hanging from the bed, indicating its occupant woke up in a hurry. The silence of the room was shattered by an odd, alerting sound.
"UHHHHHHUHHURRRRRRRRRRRRRP!"
Jane sighs. "Yep, she's eating breakfast."
The bespectacled girl went downstairs and witness the spectacle of a red-headed girl at the kitchen, chowing down at a quantity of food that could feed a small family.
It was her roommate, Lalia.
Jane stood at the staircase and just watched in silence as the roommate stuffs her mouth with a large stack of pancakes soaked in a sea of butter and syrup. She ate at a fast pace as if her life depended on finishing those flapjacks. To any other person, this would be a sight to behold. To Jane,
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