Jayne opened her eyes, blinking a few times before rolling onto her back and looking up at the ceiling. Glancing over to her left side she tried to see the time, displayed on the digital radio and CD player, eventually sitting up to see that the display read 9:06. When she finally pushed the sheets off her and sat on the edge of the bed the clock now read 9:10. With a yawn she stood up, a discarded t-shirt and pair of panties lay on the floor by her feet, stepping over them she walked from the bedroom next door to the bathroom turning on the light as she entered. Standing in front of the mirrored cabinet in the bathroom she looked at herself. Her brown hair messy from a nights’ sleep she ran her hands through it, pulling on a few knots in her hair, taking a step back she looked over her naked body. 5'7 tall and weighing around 130 she thought of herself as athletic, but she wasn't toned and as she stood there she cupped her D-cup breasts. Turning the light back off naked she walked across her apartment and into the kitchen. There followed the usual routine she followed most mornings: turn on the Nespresso machine; grab a mug; grab a coffee pod; and once the lights stop flashing press it once, and then a second time. The coffee machine still doing its thing she headed back to her bedroom, grabbing the clothes from the floor and throwing them into the laundry bin as she opened one of her drawers, pulling out a black, mid-thigh length, nightie she pulled it over her head as she headed back to the kitchen to retrieve her coffee. Walking into the lounge, she sat down and pushed a button to turn on her iPad while she drank her coffee, sitting on the end of the blue-grey chaise lounge couch they had she put her legs up and sat back scrolling through the screen over and over until she went one time to put her mug to her mouth and drink and found that the mug was empty.

When she next moved the digital display on the DVR was showing 10:00. Putting her iPad down she got up, taking her empty coffee mug to the kitchen she got herself a small bowl of cereals and when she had finished eating she got back up and walked back to the kitchen and put the dirty dish in the sink. Walking back into her bedroom she grabbed her hairbrush and stood in front of the full length mirror that leaned in a corner of the bedroom and she started to brush her hair. A few minutes later she put the brush back down, now happy with her hair not looking like bed-hair and looked out of her bedroom window, checking out both the weather and looking down to the ground to see what people were wearing as they walked around, trying to gauge how warm or cold it was outside.