Morning sun streamed in through gaps between the crooked slats of cheap aluminum blinds casting rays and shadows across the apartment bedroom alternately illuminating and shading its contents in a harsh uneven golden light.

From above the center of the room, a white ceiling fan slowly turns, its whoosh providing the only sound apart from some light snoring in the otherwise silent room.

Against this glare, one might make out the contents of the room: A single window, white walls from which hang the decorations of the tenant providing clues to her identity and tastes: a messy wooden brown dresser, a large queen-sized bed in the center, with a pair of gray talons jutting out past the footboard, an upholstered chair with a partially crumpled mauve evening gown, a computer desk, a messy brown wooden dresser, and an equally messy brown matching nightstand.

Scattered across a scratched yellow wooden floor, one might make out the remains of the previous evening:

An open wallet, a pair of black socks stuffed loosely into brown wing-tip loafers, red and white striped cotton boxers, a white V-neck undershirt, the crumpled trousers, jacket and vest of a 3-piece double-breasted navy-blue suit, a white dress shirt, burgundy lady's pumps, a black silk bra, a few sticks of gum, a torn condom wrapper, and a few feathers red and blue.

Gazing up from the floor and starting in back left corner, one would first encounter a large tall-back upholstered chair. Draped haphazardly over the chair is partially crumpled evening dress, its shiny mauve colored satin fabric contrasting against the gray upholstery of the chair.

Turning to the right, one would see a large pine shelf jutting out from the wall. Placed upon its yellow varnished surface are items pertaining to various moments in the occupants life: a trophy from a soccer tournament, a photo of a child bird holding an award, some souvenirs from trips bygone, a photo of red robin in graduation garb smiling and clutching a diploma flanked on either side by her proud parents, and finally a candid photo of the same robin hanging out at the beach with her friend, a tan furred bespectacled mole.

Next comes the window with its worn taupe Venetian blinds. Hanging from either side are long red drapes- an attempt to improve the other unflattering window treatment.

After the window, comes three faded sepia tinted monochrome photographs of a bird couple housed behind a protective glass frame.

The first one appears to be taken in some unknown rural village in central Europe. On a bale of hay in barn with intricately carved wooden beams sit two robin-like birds dressed in traditional peasant attire. At their feet are several large pumpkins, possibly representing the year harvest. A stern expression of almost sadness is on their faces. The second photograph is apparently of the same couple still dressed in the same attire, but this time they are smiling and standing near a dock in an unknown American city. The female bird cradles in her wings a large egg, their child perhaps, while in the background, workmen are hauling cargo from a steamship onto a parked model T truck.

This time, however they are wearing formal American attire of the early twentieth century and are standing in front of what appears to be large stone courthouse with a large waving American flag in the center of some city. Flanking them on either side are two smaller birds, their children, and off to the side stands a short bespectacled gray wolf sharply dressed in a suit. Beneath him in white handwriting, is written "Lou Wolfson. Esq" Beneath the two birds, are written also in white, "Frank & Maria Csupo. Delta City, CA Federal Courthouse. Naturalization, 1930."

Next comes a non-descript yard sale painting of a yellow sunflower done in an Impressionist manner. Next comes a framed diploma, with the words "Margaret Smith, Delta City Community College, Associates Degree in Broadcast Journalism, 2004" emblazoned across the center in bold Gothic lettering"

In the corner between the two portraits a sits small glass L-shaped desk, a black fabric office chair, and a desktop computer, its monitor showing an endless loop of flying windows while the CPU fan quietly hums partially drowning out the faint snoring.

A few feet away a large glass dressing mirror hangs from the wall. Beneath it sits a plain but sturdy brown wooden dresser. A tortoiseshell comb with red feathers stuck between its teeth, a hand mirrors, perfume bottles, and makeup are scattered haphazardly on the dresser surface, indicative of somebody having to dress in a hurry for an event. In the center of dresser sits a small wooden chest whose half-ajar drawers reveal various pieces of jewelry in varying quality: a few family heirlooms with silver, platinum, gold, and precious stones; and many more lesser pieces in nickel and rhinestone. Noticeably absent however are a pair of pearl earrings whose case sits empty atop the jewelry chest. After dresser comes the right-side wall, the bulk of which is taken up by two doors. The first door, tightly closed leads to the apartment hallway. The second is a long accordion door, its partially ajar state reveals a long wooden rod nearly covered in hangers and clothing. On this wall, a large glossy poster of the rock band "Fist Pump" functions as its sole decoration. On the adjacent wall is another poster, this time for the redneck comic "Bucktooth Bob." Below the poster sits a nightstand, and next to it a Queen-size bed. On a typical day, it would have only a black digital alarm clock, a charging cell phone, a pink vase-shaped table lamp, a bottle of prescription medicine, and blue retainer case. But on this day, three new features have been added: a half-empty pack of Marlboro cigarettes, a green-swirled glass pipe, its bowl darkened by resin and ash, and a protective wall of half empty beer bottles arranged like a stockade encircling everything above.

Turning one's eyes to the bed, one would find two sleeping birds: one red and one blue. Their otherwise nude bodies are covered from below the waist by a large red comforter and white linen sheets with a few loose feathers scattered about

In the center of the bed, propped up on a large pillow, sleeping on his back, lies the blue-colored bird, a tall male Eastern bluejay.

Sky blue feathers otherwise cover his body save for two small bands near his wrist, and large patch of white covering his entire front from the center of the side of his beak down to lower abdomen. He lies there half-asleep, his pointed crest reduced to a messy tuft and his dark gray beak agape, being stirred every so often as the light and heat of the sun play across his face. His arms form a semaphore of sorts, with one lying exposed, loosely by his side, and the other around his partner's hips.

Lying next to him, is his companion of the evening, a crimson-colored female robin who on ordinary days is this bedrooms' sole occupant. Like her partner, she has a similar white patch on her face and chest, and the feathers atop her head form a pointed crest. Her back to the sun and glare, she lies there in serene slumber. Her round delicate smiling face and her bare white feathered breasts lie in the center of the bluejay's chest, while her red wings hold him in a gentle embrace. Small pearl earings dangle from the rim of her black comma shaped ears.

Meanwhile, the sun continues to climb in the sky, and the light streaming in through the blinds gets brighter by each moment, rendering the bluejay's sleep situation increasingly intolerable. With a pounding headache and stiff neck, he slowly turns his head to gaze his half-lidded eyes upon the alarm clock. To the blinking alarm clock, he asks, in strained and hoarse voice, "Ughh, what time is it?"

To which the alarm clocks replies silently in flickering red segments of red LED, "11:45a".

The robin, now awoken by his movements, slowly begins mumbling his name, "Mooord-eee…", only to be interrupted by the words "SHIT!"