Josceline slept restlessly all night, tossing and turning in bed, kicking the blankets off to the side. She was not going to get a good night sleep no matter what she did. She sat up in bed and looked out the window to the right, tinny strips of sunlight streamed in through the tightly pulled curtains. Yawning as she got out of bed she walked over to the little table with her brush on it and sat brushing her short blond hair with a frown on her face.<br/><br/>â€œAllen!â€ she called, setting the brush off to the side. She watched as he walked in and placed the food on the table in front of her. She looked down at her food unsure if she could stomach to eat any of it. Picking up the coffee she placed the cup to her lips and sipped slowly. The warmth of it filled her body and a small smile crossed her lips as she took another sip. â€œSo what is the agenda for today?â€ Picking up the toast she took a bite and chewed slowly.