This memory is just a collection of snippets; little glimpses into Cypress's consciousness as she goes about her day.
Waking up in a very large and spacious house-- this is clearly a family from good money-- and getting dressed, being served a small breakfast in the kitchen and eating(alone) before heading out. Driving to school(in a fairly expensive car), attending her college classes.
Meeting up with a couple of other girls her age and getting a late lunch together at a local cafe, chatting about nothing of any real consequence-- shows they watched over the weekend, complaining about some homework in another class... Cypress seems to remain pretty quiet during most of these conversations, but clearly finds them enjoyable and relaxing, and chimes in when necessary.
Then back to class, apparently working on finishing a painting, driving home. Working on homework until she's called to dinner, where she sits opposite a woman who has her red hair(in a tight bun) and freckles and they eat in relative silence. Cypress finishes, hands her dish off to a maid,and curtsies before bidding the woman-- her mother-- goodnight and heading back to finish her homework.
She finishes, changes for bed, secures the handgun she's carried under her clothing all day in the lock box in her bedside table, says her nightly prayers, then goes to sleep.
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This memory is just a collection of snippets; little glimpses into Cypress's consciousness as she goes about her day.
Waking up in a very large and spacious house-- this is clearly a family from good money-- and getting dressed, being served a small breakfast in the kitchen and eating(alone) before heading out. Driving to school(in a fairly expensive car), attending her college classes.
Meeting up with a couple of other girls her age and getting a late lunch together at a local cafe, chatting about nothing of any real consequence-- shows they watched over the weekend, complaining about some homework in another class... Cypress seems to remain pretty quiet during most of these conversations, but clearly finds them enjoyable and relaxing, and chimes in when necessary.
Then back to class, apparently working on finishing a painting, driving home. Working on homework until she's called to dinner, where she sits opposite a woman who has her red hair(in a tight bun) and freckles and they eat in relative silence. Cypress finishes, hands her dish off to a maid,and curtsies before bidding the woman-- her mother-- goodnight and heading back to finish her homework.
She finishes, changes for bed, secures the handgun she's carried under her clothing all day in the lock box in her bedside table, says her nightly prayers, then goes to sleep.