As the morning sun peeked through her curtains, Delilah groaned and rolled out of bed.<br/>"9 already?" She said scrambling out of her covers. Her apartment was a good size for a 20 year old. The modern black and white couches accompanied with the glass tables gave it a very clean feel and she sighed, opening the door to her black and white bed room.<br/>"I suppose I should put my clothes IN my closet." She gazed at the massive pile of her clothes on the living room floor and laughed. She dug out a pair of dark jeans and a loose hanging black shirt that hung of her shoulders and slipped them on. She was late. Really late. Sprinting out the door she locked it as fast as possible and ran down the apartment stairs to the parking lot.