She woke suddenly. Her internal alarm clock going off much earlier than the one on the bedside table was set to. Rolling over, she glances at it; the bright 4:47 AM that shone back at her made her groan inwardly. She'd never get back to sleep and with just a little under an hour and fifteen minutes until her alarm was set to go off she decided to get up for the day. With a yawn she stumbles to the bathroom still half asleep, her eyes and nose instinctively scrunching when she hits the light. She turns the sink on first, rubbing her eyes before grabbing her toothbrush and paste. After a spit and rinse of mouthwash; she cuts the water off and grabs her brush as she turns the light back off and heads out.
Stopping by the dresser, she pulls out some running clothes and changes; pausing at the mirror to pull her hair into a high ponytail. She takes a moment to look at her reflection, studying her features - the same ones she's been staring at for the last twenty-four years. Something feels… different about today.. Grabbing her phone and headphones; she's out the door. With Foreigner blaring in her ears she takes the curve of the trail, never breaking her stride. Two miles later, she's back where she started and slowing to a stop; just a little cool down as she makes her way back to her complex.
Back in her apartment, her items are dropped on the kitchen counter and clothes are stripped leaving a trail towards the bathroom she'd occupied earlier. A small smile crosses her lips as she turns the shower on to heat. the thought of how her mother would scold her for how she undressed being the cause of it, she mentally notes to make sure she picks them up when she's done. She lets out a sigh as the hot water runs over the muscles she just used on her run and twenty or maybe twenty-five or thirty minutes later she's stepping out, wrapping a towel around herself and heading straight for the kitchen. An early morning and two mile run meant the leftover Thai in her fridge was calling her name.
"Oh yeah," she murmurs to herself, grabbing a pair of chopsticks out of the drawer. "Nothing says good morning like leftover veggie dumplings." Laptop up and open; she's seated at the counter checking her emails when her phone chimes a couple times before subsequently beginning to ring. Assuming it's a parent or a brother, she stuffs another dumpling into her mouth and nearly chokes on it trying to get it down before answering when she sees the ID.
There's a murmured "Booth." into the phone before she chugs half a bottle of water and clears her throat, nodding along as the other spoke. "Mhm, yes, Adams Park. Yes sir, I'm on my way." The line goes dead and she tosses her phone onto the counter, immediately moving to grab her keys. She almost has a hand on the knob when she remembers she's still in her towel. "Right." The towel joins her clothes which will now be picked up later as she scurries back to her room to get ready.