<div class="floatleft">(http://thedishh.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/02/Screen-Shot-2016-02-17-at-7.12.12-PM.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Dhavali Tucker  (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=250173.msg12369964#msg12369964)<br/><strong>City | Date | Time:</strong>San Francisco | 8/4/17| 6:30 a.m.<br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong>Billie (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=250173.msg12378952#msg12378952) | Emily (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=250173.msg12366180#msg12366180) (mentioned and welcome to join!)<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Um... nude banana?<br/><hr/>Her mind was WIDE awake. Despite the hour and severe lack of actual sleep, her mind, now roused by her<em>loving</em>sister's text messages, was operating in crystal sharp H-freaking-D. On crack! She knew there was no God but right about now she was seriously contemplating praying to whoever would listen if they could equip her ever whirring brain with a "sleep" or "hibernate" function. Like seriously.<br/><br/>Vali's body could--and did--tire but her brain... Goodness! Bombarded by signal after signal that became increasingly difficult to block as she tired, sleep seemed only to offer its sweet salvation once she'd hit a certain level of exhaustion and not a moment before. It was... inconvenient at best but not just for her. The extra hours spent up and running meant there were so many more people whose lives she managed to touch on a daily basis--which she knew not everyone appreciated.<br/><br/>Sighing softly the slim brunette set about extracting herself from the nest of colorful pillows and blankets that was her bed. During the summer months she tended to only cover herself with a light sheet but her blankets remained on the bed beneath her in a comfortable pad that she liked to pretend was luxurious rather than simply excessive. Largely ignoring the growing collage that made up her bedroom walls, she shuffled her mostly nude form over to the old recliner in the corner and snatched up an old tee to cover herself. Or, well, it covered the important bits at least. Which she discovered as she pulled the shirt down only to reache mid torso and run out of fabric. Blinking at the abrupt end, she shrugged and figured that even with half a shirt and the tiny shorts with their cheerful message across her behind she'd still be more covered than Billie the wannabe nudist.<br/><br/>Sleep tousled hair... Scratch that. Tossing and turning tousled hair--that was a thing right?--was left as it was as Dhavali glanced at the clock then headed for her bedroom door, snagging her no longer necessary glasses as she went. Emerging from her room she contemplated checking to see if her roomie might be up for something resembling breakfast but decided to let the girl sleep. At least one of them should get to enjoy the warm, dreamy embrace of slumber if they could.<br/><br/>Moving away Vali padded her way first to the front door to unlock it with a few fumbled flicks of her wrist then proceeded to the kitchen, her bare feet stepping onto the linoleum just as she heard the commotion outside. For a second she almost crossed back to the door to snatch her sister inside before her shenanigans got them evicted but in the end she simply shook her head and slipped on her glasses. Corralling Billie was more than she could handle before her first cup of coffee.<br/><br/>By the time her sister felt she had sufficiently shamed their neighbor, Vali had grabbed a banana and was halfway through peeling it, her hip leaned casually against the counter while she balanced on one foot, the other resting atop it while she did her best to ignore the various signals streaming by her face.<br/><br/>"I think the whole floor is aware you're here." Vali returned with a snort after her sister's loud announcement of her arrival, though she didn't look up. "Wanna try for the next building over too?" Probably a poor choice of words in her flippancy but oh well. She had more important things to worry about at present. Like managing to peel her banana without leaving any of those nasty stringy bits on it. Ugh.<br/><br/>Her concentration was evident in the set of her dark brown gaze as her hands moved slowly to ensure she didn't break her banana in the process. Finally completing her task, she set the full banana peel aside for the moment and broke a small piece of the now nude fruit off to toss into her mouth casually after her moment of snark. Except she missed her mouth, the piece striking her lip and tumbling down to her chest before bouncing off and onto the floor pitifully as her eyes noticed Billie was carrying two cups that appeared to be already full and steaming.<br/><br/>Suspicion clouded her gaze and crinkled her brow even while her taste buds seemed to come instantly to attention and anticipation coiled warmly in her belly. Mmhmm, it was just like<em>that</em>.<br/><br/>"What... what is that?" She prodded as she leaned over with the intention to clean up her mess. She already knew what it was of course but Billie knew how she was about coffee. The addiction was real.