soooo.. tired;

[El Loco [Jessie]]

.:. J E S S I E -- P O R T E R .:.

» Jessie slumped into her room, footsteps heavy, arms dangling rather loosely from their sockets. She felt insanely exhausted, and the only thing she was looking forward to, was the firm, springy mattress. She stumbled over to the bed, tripping on the side and falling face first into the mattress. A musty smell met her nose, and she groaned, rolling over and breathing in the cleaner air in the well, air. Teaching Rebel was harder work than she expected. Plus, she was horribly out of shape. She scrubbed at her eyes with her palms, shifting her fingers through her air, lifting it off of her scalp. She sighed, sitting up slowly. Her back hurt, she realized.

» She reached toward her bag, shifting through the mountains of clothing articles and who-knows-what-else before finding a loose t-shirt and pajama bottoms. She got up, trudging to the bathroom to take a shower. She came back, feeling rather refreshed, and not so tired. Good to know. She marched toward her bag, putting the dirty clothes in temporarily, and grabbed her laptop from the back section. Settling herself on her bed, her feet hanging off the side, her back to the wall, she opening the lid, pressing the power button and waiting for all the load up to complete.

» It didn't take too long, though definitely longer than she would have liked. Reminding herself that she needed to take the poor thing in for a maintenance check soon, she proceed to log on. She opened the browser, and ran a quick search. Not too much useful information, she noted. Once done, she closed the lid, setting it on the floor at the foot of her bed. She would finish looking at it tomorrow. Now feeling rather dog tired, she laid back, falling asleep in no time at all.

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