Iris turned over in bed, already fully awake and sure what time it was before she even opened her eyes: Zoe had brought her an alarm clock, but Iris knew that she wouldn’t need it. Her body had been quite violently conditioned to wake itself up at five every morning.
She lifted her lids and looked at the clock on the small nightstand next to her bed, and sure enough, it was a few minutes before five.
She sighed, knowing that there would be no return to sleep for her. She was awake.
She swung her feet to the floor and got up. She didn’t have to be in the kitchen until ten to help Rebel prep everything for the lunch rush, so she had to find some way to pass the hours. Having down time was an odd thing for her now: on the one hand it was a complete luxury that Iris had nothing to do for h
