Legs first, April swung herself out of bed, pausing for a moment to allow her room to stop spinning and her head to stop banging. She felt sticky and gross, and April was sure she probably stunk after falling asleep in her ensemble from last nights partying. Grabbing a towel, the pink-haired waitress headed for her bathroom to take a shower.

After an ice-cold shower April felt much fresher. Although her head was still banging, it was less of a hammer-to-skull sensation and more of a dull ache. Wearing a powder blue towel as a dress and another as a turban, she prepared her brunch- grapefruit, orange and apple. As she was cutting the fruits, her phone let out a "PING!"

April laughed at the text and accompanying picture she'd been sent by Rosanna. Still smiling, she sent a message back:

[colour=green] Rosa ur a lifesaver, thanks!!!! I meant to grab my timetable on the way out but I was kinda in a rush (tell u about it later). Pretty sure only 99% of the club saw u making out with dj dangermouse LOL!! :D <3 <3 <3 [/colour]

Once April had eaten her fruit, she realised there wasn't long until her shift at the Mochavine cafe and bar. She got dressed in her usual work outfit and turned on the small TV in her apartment. Whatever show was on, she wasn't watching it and was allowing her mind to wander. Usually April dreaded work-plastering on a smile and being extremely polite to everyone, even the people who treated you like dirt, was not the most enjoyable job. Today, however, she was more optimistic. She kidded herself that it wasn't because she was hoping Shou Matsuoka would drop in, and instead told herself she was just in a good mood because she had had a lovely night out.