Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26496120-20160301050921/@comment-27053389-20160303232501

6:30 a.m - Waking up
I wake up to the not-so-lovely sounding noises of my alarm clock. Like always, I groan and hop out of my small bed. I'm 17, and I still have to sleep in a twinsize bed. My parents think I am 3 years old, and would never let me out of the house. I walk upstairs to the kitchen, and my mom made me omlets. Like always. "Mom, why can't I have something other than omlets?" I ask, asjusting my glasses. "Jennifer, you always loved omlets!" Mom replies. I sigh, and pick at my breakfast with my nearby fork.