Prysbora wakes up, her eyes opening as she slowly sits up from bed. Looking around her room as the sun beams in her eyes. She gets up with a yawn, and gets half dressed. Red boxers, black red sports bra, black baggy hoodie. She brushes her hair, with her hand. And just skips the shower, going downstairs to the kitchen to get some coffee

Prysbora: it's too early for this shit. Too early for any shit.