Trying To Make Things Right

Dreamless nights, unperturbed sleep. Everything was black and formless in her dream for that was how most nights went for her and everybody else for that matter. Nothing particularly special that plagued her thoughts and when Chan Lee woke up, it was both normal and somewhat refreshing. She yawned and turned towards the other side of her bed, slipping underneath her blankets.

A little self reflection would often occur in her waking—at least when she wasn't rushing or had a companion.

She may have moved out of her old place to study in the university, but it didn't mean that there were days she didn't want to get up and return to bed. Blinking and closing her eyes for a moment, she wasn't a robot. Chan Lee had all the bed for herself, she didn't need to share and she didn't even actually need to go work. She was aware of that. To some extent, she was quite lucky that a certain amount would be sent to her as an allowance and she was able to study without much trouble.