Olivia awoke from her 6 am alarm, like any other morning she tosses to her side begging for just another 5 more minutes. While the alarm is still emitting noise, she smacks her hand down on the snooze button. She lays there for another minute before finally picking herself up. Olivia swung her feet off the bed, as her bare feet hit the cold wooden floor a chill went up her spin. As she stretched her arms a yawn escaped, her eye's still tired. She quickly got dressed and fixed her bed up. She rubs her head and she makes her way to the bathroom. She splashes cold water on her face to wake up a little more. She has work which she didn't intend to be late for. She grabs her toothbrush and the toothpaste, squeezing out a decent plop on the brush. As she brushes her teeth she stares back at her reflection in the mirror. "Better get used to this face..it won't ever change unless you know...I put makeup on or.." She thought to herself. spitting into the sink she fixes her hair and goes to the bathroom before shutting off the light and heading to the kitchen.

Olivia opens the cabinet and grabs the first box of cereal she sees. Another long yawn yet again escapes her mouth as she retrieves a bowl and spoon. Pouring some cereal into the bowl, filling the rest with milk. She plops down at the table and proceeds to eat. Glancing over at the time it was only about 6:25, she was on time which meant she could have the luxury of making a cup of joe before leaving. A smirk came across her face as the thought of coffee being a luxury. As she finished her breakfast, she quickly got her coffee ready. She grabbed her apartment key's and headed out the door, she closed and locked her door apartment number C23 on the third floor. Yeah sometimes the stairs got annoying but she's scared of elevators. She smiled as she trotted down the hallway and down the stair occasionally sipping her drink. She made her way out of the building and headed off to work, which was only about a 10 minute walk. The morning air was cooler today, which she didn't mind cold weather was nice to an extent. She glances around her now and again, watching who passes by her. The streets are active all day everyday given being in New York and all. She doesn't particular mind but some days are a handful.

Upon getting to her work, Olivia heads to the back and sets her stuff down in her usual spot. She throws her apron on, and pulls her hair back into a ponytail before walking out behind the counter where she greets all her regulars and newcomers. She smiles upon seeing a one of her regulars come through the door."Good morning, Want your regular Scott?" He gives her a faint smile and nobs as he thanked her. She smiled and shouted to the chef his order.

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The sound of Toby's alarm rang throughout his apartment. His eyes slowly opened as he yawned, sitting up to start yet another none eventful day, although he did hear of a party going on across town which he may attend. He hits the dismiss button on his phone and glances up at the time. It being 7 am he gets up and fixes his bed before shuffling to the closet for his work clothes. As he slips on his shoes a long yawn escapes his mouth, he should have went to bed earlier. Toby didn't mind the loss of sleep, he's be fine. He made his way to the bathroom where he fixed himself up and brushed his teeth along with emptying his bladder. A smirk appeared as he looked in the mirror, he didn't mind being young for a while. He shuffled out the bathroom door, no need to fix his hair which was a wild mess but in a sexy way.

He reached the kitchen and pulled out a coffee mug, filling it to almost the brim. Toby liked his coffee black, there was a bitterness to it he found intriguing. A smile formed over his lips after he drank about half the mug already. Toby sat down in a chair and leaned back, he smiled as he felt something on his leg. His pet kitten who's name was Binx has climbed onto him. "Awh, hey are you finally use to me?"Toby asks in a high pitched voice, as he went to pet her head. His hand was ambushed with claws and bites. "I guess not..heh' He said with a smile. As he finished his coffee he placed his mug in the sink, Toby picked up Binx and grabbed some of her favorite cat food. He poured some in the bowl and set her down next to it. Almost immediately she started munching down on the food. Toby smiled and rose from one knee. He grabbed his apartment keys and opened the door. "See you later Binx! He called out before closing the door behind him, locking it.

He got out of his apartment building and headed for his work. He didn't mind walking, sure it was a hassle with all the people but he's use to it. Growing up here you learn to be assertive and aren't afraid to push through people. He had about a 15 minute walk, as he made his way down the sidewalk he noticed the air was colder, he could see his breathe. He shrugged it off and continued down to his place of employment. Upon getting there, he opened the door and went inside. It was noticeable warmer in there which brought a smile to his face. Toby nodded to the women at the front desk "Good morning" He said to her before proceeding up to his office, where some paperwork was awaiting him. He opened the door to his office, upon seeing the paper work a sigh escaped his mouth as he shut the door, he hated paperwork it was so boring. He placed his coat on the hook next to his desk and sat down in his oddly comfy chair. Toby picked up his pen before yet again sighing as he began the work in front of him.

Haru wasn't feeling like coming out of bed today, but couldn't think of a conceivable reason to skip the lectures he had to attend. At times like these -namely every single morning- he wished his parents hadn't chosen to give him the treatment. Aside from the obvious reasons, that way he could have chosen to call in sick.

In the end he managed to force himself to leave the delightfully warm confines of his bed, although he did keep his covers wrapped around him a while longer. He did trip over the pair of jeans he had haphazardly thrown on the ground after slowly wriggling out of them the evening before, but luckily his blanket softened the fall.

He laid there for a few minutes before slowly getting up, still wrapped up in his sheets, and making his way towards the kitchen block, where his roommate was already waiting for him, pouring some cereal and coffee for the both of them.

Arthur (the roommate) had quickly learned that Haru simply didn't /do/ mornings, and, being the helpful guy he was, decided to aid the moaning zombie that was supposed to be his roommate turn human once more.

Haru didn't really listen to what his roommate was chatting about, something Arthur knew, but being spoken to like that did help him wake up more, so aside from some mild annoyance on Haru's side at the redhead's chipperness, both were fine with the status quo.

Haru groaned all of a sudden, his head falling down on the table.

"It finally clicked, huh?", Arthur said grinning.

It was a Wednesday.

Haru didn't have classes today.