Orion stumbled into the kitchen, put the kettle on the stove, and showered for exactly seven minutes. She got out, twisted her hair into a haphazard bun, and pulled on a hoodie over a green and black striped shirt. She wiggled her feet into her favorite jeans and let her hair back down to dry. The kettle started screeching in the kitchen, and so did Sir Ben, wailing louder than the boiling water. "BEN!"
The cat fell silent, then started up again. Orion shoved her feet into a pair of steel toe boots and stomped into the kitchen. She scooped up Ben and put him out on the balcony. "Shut up already, you whine bag." She poured the water into a mug and dropped a teabag in too.