[SunnyStreets]

username Ravenwhisper's Wish
name Darren
gender male
prompt Darren blinked. And turned his head. It was 5:30. He leapt out of bed, dumping his duvet on the floor, rummaged in his cupboard and pulled his t-shirt, trousers, and a hoodie on, before hurrying downstairs. He rushed into the kitchen and poured himself a bowl of cereal. While he waited for it to settle, he headed out to the pantry.



"Calm down, Max!" Darren yelled, as his Doberman hurled himself at him. "Here's your food, boy." He shook some gourmet dog food into the bowl and the three-legged canine dug in. Then he smiled and grabbed a spoon. He ate his breakfast as fast as possible, along with a cup of black coffee, before letting Max into the garden, hurrying back upstairs and into the bathroom. He brushed his teeth, washed his face, and did his business, before going into his room, where he folded his bedclothes up neatly and patted them into place. He snatched his briefcase and cap from where they were sitting, by his desk, slipped his computer into the case, and trotted back downstairs.



"Max!" he called, holding a leash. The dog came lolloping up and Darren clicked the lead onto his collar. "Come on now," he said, tucking his phone into his pocket along with a packet of gum. As they walked out the door he checked the time. 6:00. "right on the dot," he said with a smile. Darren always had to be on time. He popped a stick of gum in his mouth and hurried to the post box, where he posted his daily letter to his widowed mother. Then he started the walk to work, he had to be there by 6:30. Humming, he strolled down the pavement, Max padding in front of him.


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[Softea]

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name;
gender;
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Possible res

[liightning]

username; salty.sweet
name; 日落 (rì luò - 'sunset' or 'sundown' in Mandarin) / Ri Luo
prompt; morning routine OR breakfast
"Good morning, Ri Luo! Time to get up! Today's going to be a great day!"
Ri Luo felt that feeling once again - the slight tug of sleep trying to drag him back into the dark depths of dreams, as well as a twinge of regret that he had to wake up yet again and leave his soft nest. He opened his eyes slowly, letting the light flood in.
Sun peeked around the edges of his curtains, illuminating his room with beams of soft golden light. He focused on the audio playing from his phone.
"...and that makes me wonder, what wonderful things will you accomplish today?"
Ri Luo smiled as the audio paused for a few seconds, signaling the repeat of his alarm. The voice came again: "Good morning, Ri Luo! Time to get up! Today's going to be a great day!"
He stood and stretched out his legs, one at a time, feeling the tremors ripple through his body. With a light tap on his phone screen, he exited the room, striding quickly but lightly. His paw steps were no more than quiet whispers in the still silence.
Once he reached the kitchen, he called out to his best friend - "Good morning, Splendor!"
The iridescent blue bird leapt from its perch and fluttered around, singing a sweet, beautiful song. Splendor was a splendid fairy wren that Ri Luo had rescued and raised. It was such a rewarding experience to watch the little bird learn to fly, especially after breaking his wing in a perilous fall from a nest high above.
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extra?; possibly! will be working on it when I get back from summer school ^^"

[rain,]

username;
name;
gender;
prompt;
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mark

[lowpolypony]

username;
name; bean
gender; agender
prompt; morning routine
wake up
wait... back to sleep. too tired.
wake up again
sit up and stretch and yawn
glasses are somewhere to be found
there they are, put them on
breakfast, maybe
clothes for the day
brush fur and teeth
get going
extra?; wip

[angelface.]

mathilda. - salem - male

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morning routine

5:00 am:

☕ wake up
☕ stare blankly up at the canopy over his bed
☕ wonder why he ever agreed to wake up this early

5:15 am:

☕ check social media and try to wake up fully
☕ complain to himself about getting up
☕ fantasize about getting out of bed

5:30 am:

☕ actually get up
☕ try to ignore that he should have gotten up at least 15 minutes ago (slightly panic)
☕ run to the bathroom to make himself Presentable

5:32-6:05am:

☕ wash, exfoliate, tone, and moisturize face
☕ do make up (smudge mascara at least twice, complain about bags under eyes, complain about complexion, complain about jittery stress hands)
☕ realize he should have put on clothes pre-makeup
☕ whine

6:08-6:17 am:

☕ plan outfit
☕ avoid messing up makeup when he changes shirts
☕ stress about being late

6:20 am:

☕ leave apartment (screaming)
☕ try to convince himself he'll make it to work on time

6:35 am:

☕ arrive at his parents coffee shop (five minutes late)
☕ hopefully have some time to calm his nerves before it gets too busy
☕ complain quietly about working in the morning

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The morning rush was finally dying down, the autumn wind outside carried customers out as quickly as it had carried them in. Only a few customers remained, quietly sipping coffee and tapping away on laptops or reading books by the window. Salem was finally able to let a breath of relief slip from his lungs, he was able to relax now for the most part.
He noted, dryly, as his eyes drifted around the cafe that some people had left disposable coffee cups atop smooth cherry wood tables. He rolled his eyes and made his way around the shop, tossing empty, half empty, and almost completely full abandoned cups into the trash bin near the front door. He grumbled about the indecency of people who just leave their trash on the table (it's just rude, he thinks, even if it is part of my job to keep the shop clean). When he's done he wipes the empty tables down, and then he's finally able to make his own coffee. He tells himself he's on a well deserved break, at least until another customer comes in, and sits a table near the counter. His hands shake lightly as he takes small sips of the piping hot coffee. The morning shift sucks, but even still... the calm after the first rush is nice. Not too crowded, but not lonely either. He closes his eyes, just for a moment, and breathes in the thick smell of coffee and pastries around him. For a moment, he's allowed to be calm and content with where he is.

[OriGalaxii]

username;
name; Cocha
gender; Genderfluid
prompt;
extra?;

MARK!

[BoomARat]

Mark/Res

[canary.]

username; canary.
name; Reese
gender; male
prompt;
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Wip!!

[mandalorian]

username; d,va
name; theo
gender; demiboy
prompt;

What's their morning routine?


STEP ONE, the hardest step. FIVE STARS OUT OF FIVE IN DIFFICULTY!
alarms were the worst. who created them? blaring in their ear, wake up! wake up! wake up! who does that? who rudely wakes up someone like that? alarms do, apparently, and the person who created them. a grumpy boy opened his eyes, and realised if he didn't get up, he'd be late. "alright, theo. time to get up. you know what mom said! breakfast is the most important meal of the day..." theo rolled over, hair obscuring his vision. he blew away the strands and let a yawn escape through his jaws, stretching his legs. "...and we can't miss breakfast anymore."


STEP TWO, important step!! don't miss this or u will die
ears popped up in a mirror. wiggle one, wiggle two! they're still working, which is good. theo opens their mouth, and awkwardly works the toothbrush in between spots that could be missed; wipe out all the bacteria! like a video game, or... like brushing your teeth. theo grins as white bubbles drip down his jaw, before cleaning his mouth out with water and scrambling to the kitchen.


STEP THREE, important!!!! three stars out of five difficulty, but you got this!!
theo's mouth watered as he gathered the ingredients for this favourite meal; eggs and bacon! of course. why else would it be on his tail? theo whips up the meal perfectly, with no stumbles; except for the eggs! those are hard to crack, especially with giant paws... but no worries. theo has this nailed down, that's why it's his signature dish at the breakfast diner he works at! mom's voice rings in his ear; an apple a day keeps the doctor away and the demiboy bites into the apple as he runs out the door, his chef hat almost falling off his head; it's hard to get to work on time when you cherish food, and it's even harder when you love your bed!


STEP FOUR, last step, best step!!! zero stars out of five!!
theo clocks in at work, and begins making eggs and bacon for every kalon who's gathered in the diner. sure, that's not all he makes, but it's easily his best dish; the diner has become famous for it's lovely eggs and bacon! the town protects theo at all costs; he may not be good enough for a high quality restaurant, but he's perfect for the small town! it's hard to get out of bed, sure, but sharing your food, your creation with people is the best! theo loves cooking, and his job. he'd never miss it... even if he shows up late sometimes!

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