01-28-2025, 02:50 PM
Monroe stretched, spilling out of the bed and onto the floor. Then she balled up her blanket, which had moved to the floor with her, and shoved it back onto the bed. Taking advantage of being on the floor, she began her morning sets of sit-ups and push-ups. She mumbled a hello to Callie, who knew that Monroe wouldn't be any good for conversation until she showered and got some coffee in her.
Her side of the room had a bookshelf (books with real paper, how old-school) with mostly books on herbalism and plants, in addition to whatever else Monroe had decided to take an interest in. One of the perks of this existence was that they got access to books, which Monroe understood to not be the norm. But this access was monitored, since all requests went through their "keepers", so they wouldn't get anything heretical and/or treasonous.
A sleek, modular desk, with the predominate placement of a personal computing device, sat nearby. The computer could be use to make whatever requests for things they needed or wanted, making it unnecessary to track done the Requisitions officer, whom Monroe liked to call "The Concierge".
When finished with her set, Monroe grabbed a towel and took a quick shower.
Her side of the room had a bookshelf (books with real paper, how old-school) with mostly books on herbalism and plants, in addition to whatever else Monroe had decided to take an interest in. One of the perks of this existence was that they got access to books, which Monroe understood to not be the norm. But this access was monitored, since all requests went through their "keepers", so they wouldn't get anything heretical and/or treasonous.
A sleek, modular desk, with the predominate placement of a personal computing device, sat nearby. The computer could be use to make whatever requests for things they needed or wanted, making it unnecessary to track done the Requisitions officer, whom Monroe liked to call "The Concierge".
When finished with her set, Monroe grabbed a towel and took a quick shower.
