<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/06/bd/70/06bd70a4d939dea9e6babcb31df9a220.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><em> Knox Mooncaller (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=338172.msg16046814#msg16046814)</em><br/><strong>Location:</strong><em> Student apartment in the East</em><br/><strong>Time/Date:</strong><em> 12th Ovrarian, aprox. 9:15am</em><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong><em> Open</em><br/><strong>Extra:</strong><em> N/A</em><br/><hr/><br/>Knox woke to the harsh blaring of his alarm. He had already pressed the 'snooze' button more times than was wise, so he groaned and finally turned the alarm off. Knox rolled out of the bed and opened the curtains, before wincing at the bright morning light before pulling them closed once again. Grabbing a hoodie from his desk chair and pulling it on, Knox walked out into the kitchen and put on a pot of coffee for the day. Ugh, why were so many English Lit. classes in the morning? He wished there were more classes available at night so he could just avoid mornings altogether. But, the classes were interesting, and the degree was sure to be worth it.<br/><br/>While he waited for the coffee to brew Knox went back into his bedroom and dressed in a torn pair of jeans and a dark hoodie. After he dressed he shoved his notes and books into his bag and poured his coffee with several sugars. As Knox reached for the muffins on the counter for breakfast, he caught sight of the time.<strong>"Fuck, I'm gonna be late."</strong>He muttered, deciding to abandon breakfast. He could get something on break or in between classes later.<br/><br/>He tugged on his combat boots, grabbed his leather jacket and keys off the hook by the door, slug the strap of his bag over his shoulder and rushed into the street.