Bikers

Approximately four hours after Histoire fell asleep, her eyes burst wide open as her ears were filled with many random sounds she could not identify. It sounded like the honking of cars and people shouting at the same time, and a couple of air horns had gone off as well. She sat up in the bed and put on her night shoes. She had found some pyjama pants and a shirt that were just the right size for her in the room. They weren't exactly new, which meant that she had worn the same clothes before along with those in the wardrobe. At least she did not have to worry about her belongings in the laboratory. She already had her own things in the apartment complex she was in at the present moment.