Sammy really didn't sleep all that much these days. She woke still in darkness, the television playing an infomercial at low volume. She stayed where she was for a long moment before retrieving the remote and shutting it off.
Coffee was the first thought percolating in her head. She shuffled out of Tech's room as quietly as she could and made her way to the kitchen to decode the coffeemaker and get a cup.
With cup in hand, she eased the back door open to see what a country sunrise looked like.
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