Forcing herself to get out of bed before she allowed her mood to become any worse, she dressed quickly for another day spent wasting around and waiting. She didn't hear any noise outside of her bedroom in the rest of the house. Likely the remaining inhabitants were taking advantage of a quiet day themselves. Exiting her bedroom, she made the decision that a cup of tea was likely just what she needed to help chase some of her blues away. At the very least, it gave her a goal, a mission to complete, even if for just a few minutes.