Alone in the shower, Morgance turned on the water full blast and felt it soak her skin. Sighing, she closed her eyes and tilted her head back. The feeling of warmth on her face made her both cringe and relax. This was one of those few precious times when she was alone.
Without thinking, Morgance opened her eyes, stood straight, and let out a few solid notes. As the song came forth, she realized what she was doing.
Clamping her mouth shut, Morgance inwardly berated herself for being so foolish. What if the Force had heard her?
Once she was dressed, Morgance finger-combed her hair. She had very little time before she had to get to breakfast. The night before had been a sleepless one, what with Lisha's snoring.
There was a knock on the bathroom door.
Frozen, Morgance wondered if Lisha had been in the other room the whole time. Hadn't she said she was going to breakfast? What if she had heard Morgance's song?
"What do you want?" Morgance called, hoping with all her heart that she hadn't been heard.
"I want to know when you'll be out of there. My hair stuff is in there, you know! Stop being such a hog!"
Slightly relieved that Lisha had not mentioned the notes Morgance had sung, Morgance opened the door and scowled. "You'd think that you'd have more patience than a toddler," she shot at her roommate. Now was no time to be nice. She hated Lisha, anyways.
"Sure, sure," Lisha rolled her eyes.
"You're just jealous that I've gotten Rune's attention, but Oliver still hasn't noticed you yet!" Morgance dug deeper.
Stiffening, Lisha whirled around to face her archenemy. "Excuse me?" she seethed.
"Oh, you know very well what I said," Morgance sneered.
"Oh, yeah? Oh, yeah? Oh, yeah?" Lisha sputtered.
"Listen, you little twerp," Morgance cut in. "I'm sick and tired of you treating me like trash. It's time you get your head on straight and start realizing that there are people in this world other than you."
"Where on earth did that tirade come from?" Lisha asked, genuinely puzzled.
Honestly, Morgance was slightly puzzled, too...