Buffy woke slowly to the sound of an alarm. Blearily, she rubbed her eyes as she turned her alarm clock off and rose from her bed. She yawned wearily and stumbled out of her room and along the landing to the door to her sister's room.
"Dawn!" She called. "Get up. You're going to be late for school!"
Hearing stirring noises emanating from Dawn's bedroom, Buffy continued on her way downstairs to start breakfast for the household, pausing only to open the front door and collect the morning paper from where it lay on the doormat.
Moving into the kitchen, she dropped the paper onto the side and busied herself with extracting milk and cereal from the fridge and cupboard.
Dawn walked into the kitchen and helped herself to a bowl and spoon, seating herself at the table and fixing a bowl of cereal.
Wryly, Buffy fetched her own spoon and bowl from the cupboard and, unfolding the paper, settled herself at the table.
Before she had a chance to even glance at the paper however, the telephone rang and she got up to answer it.
Dawn listened to her conversation with half an ear.
"Hello?" Buffy said upon picking up the phone. "Oh, hi Xander, what's up? Willow? She's still in bed. Yes, Xander, I'm sure. What? Slow down, you're not making any sense. What about the paper? No, of course I haven't seen it yet, why else would I be asking. Get to the point Xander." Buffy listened to Xander for a moment before exploding. "What!" She fell silent once more, clearly listening to what Xander had to say.
Curious now, Dawn reached across the table and snagged the paper. Upon seeing the front page, she froze, unable to comprehend what she was seeing.