-Lucy-

A sound of objects cluttering together rings through my apartment as I set a bag of groceries onto the counter with slight annoyance.

I turn my head back to my pantry with an irritated look and my foot taps the ground repeatedly.

It's full.

I bought groceries last week and there's barely a dent in them.

The tapping of my foot echoes throughout the apartment.

There's plenty of food.

That shouldn't be a bad thing, but...

My eyebrow twitches a little bit.

"Why did I buy more food, then?!"

I groan in frustration and shut the cabinet with a little too much force, causing a banging noise in my apartment.

I buy groceries once a week! Sometimes that's not even enough because they're gone within four days.

"Ughhhhh....whatever."

I walk over to the bed and fall backwards onto it dramatically with my arms outstretched.

I bite the inside of my cheek and stare at the ceiling.

And I'm really tight on money right now, too.

I rest both of my hands on my stomach and turn my head to the side to stare out the window.

I haven't been able to take any decent paying jobs for awhile. If it wasn't for the extra money that I had stored up, I'd be out of here already.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

I lift my head, looking over to the corner of the room where tiny drops of liquid fall into the bowl I had set there early this morning.

My eyes set into a glare.

"I forgot about you. Way to add to on to my great mood!"

My hands fly up in the air exasperatedly.

I rest my hands back at my sides and stare at the ceiling with my eyebrows creased.

"I'm so sick of this ceiling."

I turn my head and look around the room.

"I'm so sick of this room and the color of the walls and everything here."

I sigh loudly and close my eyes.

I just want to go on a job and take a train to another town for a couple of days. I just want to get out of this room!

Drip drip drip.

My eyes shoot open and I sit up abruptly on the bed, my eyes glaring daggers at the constant leaking.

"And you're not helping at all!"

I can't ask my landlady to fix it right now...I'm already late on my rent and I'm trying to avoid her.

A yawn starts to come up my throat and it escapes my mouth, my hand going in front of my mouth.

I'll worry about it tomorrow.

I reach my arm out and shut off the lamp next to my bed.

Tomorrow.

I rest my head against the pillow and pull the covers up to my chin.

Tomorrow I'll go to the guild and wait for Natsu and a Happy to get there. Then we'll go on a job and I'll pay some of what's due.

I drift off into sleep with my determination fresh in my mind.