Not even the warmth and dark blanketing her could satiate her unease and unrest. The sky glimpsed passed her blinds, and gently carassed her cheek. She squirmed. A grey hue filled the sky. She took a deep breath. The silence in the room was interrupted by the occasional sound of the wind. She looked up, passed the blinds. She had done this a thousand times before. But today, she just couldn't. She checked the time on her phone. On cue, it rang. The same tune, everyday. It was a Black Keys song her dad had always liked. She threw the phone across the room. "I'll try agaih tomowwoah." She mumbled. There she lie, still. The day did not stop when she did, yet she liked to have thinked it did. Or well, she wished. Time still moved. From upstairs, she could hear her mother. She knew it was her because she had always dragged her feet when she walked. She knew all of her family's footstep patterns. The basement afterall picks up everything. "Misery! Breakfast is almost ready! You gotta get up for school!" But she did not get up. Misery, was miserable. Her mom looked at the table, and the food she had made. Eggs, bacon, sausage links, and pancakes. They had been sitting there a good minute or two now. She put her hand on her hip, pondering. She bit her nail. Misery, loved pancakes though? She thought of what she could do, when her phone buzzed. *FROM, COMPANY* MISERY COMIN' TO SCHOOL TODAY? SHE'S LATE. *END TEXT* Her finger hovered over the call button. ** Knock knock knock. "May I come in?" Misery replied. "Not now ma!" She rolled over and held her pillow over her head. "Well, what about me?" A familiar voice called, opening the door. Misery sat up, her eyes opening. "Company! What are you doing here?" "Checkin' on ya."