Drabble - set early Sunday morning

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Laurie enjoys the early morning sunshine



There’s a certain sort of quiet that comes with a Sunday morning, a laziness of movement and thought, a day for doing but not the hard doing that might come with any other day of the week.

Sunlight was streaming in through the window, pooling around the seat that Laurie occupied and turning her mass of bed-hair into a storm of golds and reds. She ate steadily, spoon dipping into the bowl and moving food from it to her mouth with an unconscious rhythm, eating, but not thinking much on it as she watched the early risers outside go through their daily exercise routine. It said something about Xavier’s school that she was perfectly comfortable sitting in a public sunroom in ducky pyjamas.

If questioned about said state of dress, Laurie might return quite readily that on some plane of existence ducky pyjamas were considered quite regal and how dare anyone suggest otherwise. Truly, to do so was an insult to the tailors of such an existence.

And it would’ve been somewhere within that exchange that she would have smiled, mostly to herself, and realised that whatever dangers might come, or pain that might need be suffered, she was home here, and always would be.