A Small Recompense

I'm no stranger to speedrunning my entire morning routine. 

I've been waking up for as long as I can remember and to this day I still very much suck at the whole rising and shining process. I'd oversleep, ignore the desperate pleas of my alarm, and if not for Ash's unsung diligence by now I'd probably have the biological clock of an extremely dazed and comatose vampire. 

No offense, Adalia. 

Today, however, was different. I must have broken a personal best going from being in the shower to getting dressed all the way down to fixing myself some buttered toast for a quick breakfast while watching as the tiny line painted across the screen on my phone between my Uber and I shrink and grow closer with every passing second.