Sarah from a far

I see her every morning; she gets up, hair un-brushed, make-up smeared under her eyes. Her name is Sarah. She walks down the stairs, and stumbles a bit while wiping her eyes clear. She moans a bit about wanting to go back to bed for "Sleeeeeeeep!" (in her words). After having a few moments to realise what she is doing she walks into the bathroom. It's been twenty minutes! What the heck is she doing? "…

…knew the answer but for some reason I just could not help asking. "Take a chill, I just want to know whether or not my friend replied yet. I will be a couple seconds." I agreed. A few moments passed while she checked her email. After she was done Sarah politely said "Thank-you it is all yours." Then she turned and walked away back to her cosy little spot on the couch. Just as before.