Kumari Sharma<br/><strong>Location </strong>: Paris, The Flat<br/><strong>Tagging </strong>: Anyone that's awake<br/><hr/><br/>Drawing something at her desk, Neela looks to the alarm clock in annoyance. She had woken up two hours ago and could not go back to sleep despite pacing, taking a shower, and drinking a hot cup of tea. Sighing Neela--no Kumari, walks across the room to her bedside, silencing the alarm with a quick flick of the snooze button. Kumari then heads to her washroom to brush her hair and teeth to get ready for the day.<br/><br/>Kumari heads to the kitchen and gets some eggs--her eggs, living with roommates; one had to be careful not to use other people's groceries--out of the refrigerator. She reached over the stove for some seasonings to cook her eggs with and ripped a piece of bread off the loaf she purchased the night before. Less than five minutes later Kumari had her breakfast ready and was eating at the dining table with a glass of orange juice to swallow it all down.<br/>