Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-16171938-20160706035642/@comment-24617443-20160707162412

The curtains sway lightly as the dim rays of sunlight seep through the window, and onto the face of a haphazardly sleeping squirrel faunus in a similarly haphazard mess that is her bed. Her body is outstretched, mouth drooling, clothes in desperate need of washing with stains of all kinds covering the once white tanktop and grey pants, the covers messily hanging onto the bedside, and an empty bottle of beer held weakly in her left hand.

Ah, yes, This is the usual sleeping position the third year student Pigmi Canvas is usually seen every morning.

The squirrel faunus was, once again, hit up in another night of drinking in her favourite pub just a few blocks after getting down the airship getting to the city from Beacon. The occassion for why, which doesn't really matter since she always goes there after school, was that she just returned home from a previous mission that took over a week to finish.

And that week was also a week with no alchohol to drink.

So that night she stayed up till midnight before her partner escorted her back to Beacon, completely drunk but was knocked out cold just as the airship docked, forcing her partner to carry her all the way back to their dorm.

Usually, Pigmi sleeps till someone or something wakes her up. If not she'll keep sleeping till she skips all the morning classes. Usually its the former, but on this particular morning the loud buzzing of her Scroll's ringtone was the one that woke her up.

" I'M READY!  I'M READY!   I'M READY!   I'M READY!   I'M REA- "

It was a terribly annoying ringtone. Why she chose it? No one really knows why.

Thankfully, the abhorrent high-pitched yelling finally subsided with a sluggish move of her right hand, almost toppling the table the Scroll was sitting on which was on the leftside of her bed. A very soft sigh of relief came out from her teammates' lips as they can continue their slumber while their leader has to wake up.

As slow as her hand took the scroll, the squirrel faunus slowly but surely rose from her soft bed and rubbed her eyes with her left hand, before noticing the bottle it was latching onto. She made a quizzical look at the bottom, even checking if there's still some liquid left inside, before shrugging and putting the bottle down onto the ground.

Letting out a long yawn, Pigmi looked at her Scroll and saw that she has a message from Professor Port. This raised the squirrel faunus' curiosity and opened the message. As she read the message slowly before yawning a second time.

With this, she threw the Scroll onto her bed, and began to drowsily walk to their dorm's bathroom. She decided to use cold water to wake her up but doing so caused her to yelp loudly. This unfortunately woke up her teammates.

Before they could all get up from their beds though, Pigmi was already out and in her usual attire. Fast walking back to her bed, she grabs onto her weapon that was on the floor right beside it. And just before a word could come out from her teammate's mouth, she was out of the room with a loud thub of the door, leaving her teammates to ponder on their leader's sudden interest in waking up early.

"Agh, this headache is really getting intense!", loudly complained Pigmi as she rubbed her head in pain. "I knew I should've kept looking for those painkillers."

Alas, if only she looked at the table beside her bed she could've seen the little container of pills she always uses to lighten her hangovers but duty calls.

"I just hope this mission isn't gonna be another long one...", hoped the alchoholic squirrel faunus as she continues to speed walk her way to a designated room Port had assigned for her briefing.