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It's hard, really, trying to settle into a day-time pattern of wakefulness and sleep. No matter that now she can be up during the day, Bianca is still far more used to being up during the night. Add to that the re-emergence of Santino, and more night hours then not, Bianca is wake. After tossing and turning for an hour on one night, the blonde woman sighs, gets up, and pulls on a pair of jeans to go look at the library - hide in books and words, perhaps, or maybe she's just tired of being up and doing nothing.
No one else seems to be up, so she is mildly surprised to find the lights on and Alex looking at some book titles. Where another woman might get flustered at wearing nothing but jeans and a satin nightie, Bianca just shrugs it off. It's not as if she really needs a bra, anyway.
Arithon would have a fit, but that's him and he's not here.
"Good morning, Alex," Bianca says, pleasantly.
No one else seems to be up, so she is mildly surprised to find the lights on and Alex looking at some book titles. Where another woman might get flustered at wearing nothing but jeans and a satin nightie, Bianca just shrugs it off. It's not as if she really needs a bra, anyway.
Arithon would have a fit, but that's him and he's not here.
"Good morning, Alex," Bianca says, pleasantly.