Groaning at the sound of her alarm, Marty grabbed the small device and hurled it across the room. Hearing the metal encased clock smashing against the wall, sitting up she yawned loudly before stretching. Wondering to her shower, Marty had it on cold at full blast screaming slightly from the icy water as it woke her up. Shivering as she wrapped a towel around her body she took a smaller one to her head to dry her damp locks.<br/><br/>Grabbing her clothes out of the wardrobe she slipped on a white bra and matching underwear followed by a equally white shirt, and blue coveralls. Sliding her shoes on she wondered outside into the hallway, yawning all the way down to the mess hall to grab some breakfast and then get to work.