Re-set

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Beep, beep, beep barely seven a.m. and the Blair from SAGES alarm clock banged about the dormitory halls. She always neglected to turn it off on the weekends and every Saturday morning only remembered to do so after she had already received the deafening reminder, she was just about to hit the snooze when she heard a soft tap at the door still groggy. She placed both feet on the golden shag rug right beside her bed. Her, her eyes dug around the room for her slippers. Dreading the cold tile floor that lay beneath her warm rug even though it was only four, maybe five steps to the door. Sage decided not to brave it. The knocking persisted. Hold on. I'm coming. I promise there they are. She wiggled her feet into her lime green fluffy slippers which were tucked neatly underneath the edge of her bed. Peering through the people. Sage saw Pip big in one hand. She had a drink holder with two tall coffees and in the other hand, a box of fresh cream cheese filled danish is good morning sunshine. Pip couldn't keep the smile off her face as she leaned in for cheek. To cheek greeting. Rubbing away the tired in her eyes. Sage walked over to the window and pulled back the curtains for some natural light. What are you beaming about? I'm almost afraid to ask. Should I be cautious of your response? Sage jerked her neck back. More interested in her coffee and danish than the details of pipe story. But by the incandescent smirk on pipes face, sage figured this one might be worth waking up for. Well, here it is. Pip snuggled into Sage's bed for half lotus as if she were a 12 year old gearing up to describe the details of her first kiss. We spent the night together. Pit blurted. Okay. Now you have my full attention. Did you say the night together? Widening her eyes as she stuffed a small chunk of danish into her mouth with who giggling? Pip savored her moment of power a bit longer. Yes, I am so not guessing anything. It is seven a.m. on Saturday morning and we don't have anywhere to be until at least noon. So, excuse me, if I'm not interested in playing your little game of riddles and by the way, thank you for the danish and the coffee. But I'm going back to cab pip whispered excitedly before Sage could finish her rant, her eyes stretched wider as if that had even been possible. Sage nearly choked. She gulped down a swig of coffee. Cab pip covered her face with both hands as she nodded her head. Sage jumped back on her bed and yanked Pips hands off her face. They playfully tussled. No, ma'am, you cannot cover your face. I wanna see your eyes. Okay. Okay. Okay. Pip said breathlessly wiggling to stop sage from poking at her cab more. I can't believe it. Sage. Shook her head slowly from side to side. Cab was picked on again, off again boyfriend from back home. He was never in high school but always seemed to hang out in the places where Pip and her friends convened. He was also a member of an up and coming rap trio called Reset Out of New Orleans. The music his group recorded was the epitome of vulgarity and Cabs lifestyle. Paralleled his lyrics.