Morgan messed around with her hair for the few minutes she had while her bagel was being toasted. She pulled at strands held too tightly until it fit her standards of perfectly messy. She had to eat breakfast then her aunt promised to pick her up to go out shopping. She often would get one of her more trusted workers to open for her on mondays when Morgan needed ways of travel. The two of them were about as close and an aunt and neice can be.<br/><br/>An obnoxious beep signaled a pop from the toaster as Morgan’s bagel smoked from being half burnt. “Oww-” Morgan repeated a few times while she transferred the bagel to a plate with only a few battle scars. Butter melts while Morgan spreads cream cheese.  A typical breakfast.<br/><br/>“Thanks for the breakfast, Janice!” Morgan called after her friend as she heads to the bedrooms to start her usual day-off routine. Everyone seemed to have a track they were running on today. Michael was off enjoying his nap, Dev was running around looking for tools, and no surprise that Tori was already out at work. Morning yoga classes were no slackers work. Sunrise salutations to this crazy family.<br/><br/>Morgan shut down her music before taking her breakfast to her bedroom. She picked up dirty laundry from the floor and dropped it into the little wicker basket in the corner of her room. Morgan though she might as well help Janice out a little bit before her aunt got here.<br/><br/>Speak of the devil a few honks emitted from outside the house. Morgan hurried with her breakfast back to the kitchen to grab the grocery list and the money anyone who needed anything dropped off. Usually Morgan appreciated around $10.00 from everybody to pay for the necessities that they shared, but she could work with what she had.<br/><br/>Morgan quickly nabbed her purse and counted up the money as she hurried out the door. Janice needed some toiletries, Dev apparently needed enough peanuts to feed an army, and Danny requested some watercolor paints. Morgan supposed he was trying something new. She had never actually seen any of Danny’s work since he shuts it up in his room. If he frequently used watercolors though, there was no way he would trust her to buy them. $70 plus some of her own money to buy everything. She was lucky her aunt brought her coupons.