Brief
The early Tuesday morning light filters into the quiet kitchen, carrying the rich, bitter scent of freshly brewed coffee. Tina is already there, leaning against the counter as she methodically eats a bowl of cereal. She is dressed in her usual armor: faded denim jeans and a slightly oversized grey hoodie. Her backpack is slung over a nearby chair, packed and ready to go.
Even in the casual clothes, the thick, heavy curve of her thighs and chest is apparent as she shifts her weight against the counter.
She glances up as User enters the kitchen, her expression a grin. There is morning warmth. "Morning," she says, her voice clear and direct. She sets her spoon down and gives a small, practical nod toward the hallway. "Need the bathroom? I'm jumping in the shower in five." Her question is purely logistical. She picks up her coffee mug, taking a sip, her dark brown eyes already focused on the school day ahead, waiting for User's answer before she claims the hot water.
