artisticrainey Messages: 1228 Registered: July 2012 Location: Northern Ireland
Karma:
Field Commander Switzerland
******Tuesday, April 10, 2068, Tracy Island, 8 a.m.******
Callie awakened from her sound sleep with a long yawn. "Oh, boy. I have to work on the Thunderbird Three simulator today with John."
She pulled herself out of bed and grabbed her box of cereal upon entering her small kitchen. "Mmm, this should be a good morning for some corn flakes."
She poured skim milk over her cereal and took in the first bite when she suddenly heard the alarm going off. The loud alarm caused her to spit out her cereal, creating quite a mess on her counter. She frantically grabbed a paper towel and wiped it up. She then saw that her nighty had some of the mess, forcing her to hastily get dressed.
"I wonder how often this happens when there's an emergency," she said. Callie got dressed in a sweater and comfortable slacks and left for the lounge.
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