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Vincent yawned and stretched as he was rudely awakened by some beeping coming from his cell phone. He picked it up and threw it at the wall of his room and went back to bed. He was awakened five minutes later by his phone again. He sighed and got out of bed. He walked over to the cell phone and picked it up. He opened up the device and saw two new messages. After reading the messages he took a shower and got dressed. He clipped on his two holsters and put his pistols in them, then walked out of the door. It was six in the mourning, and most people were still asleep. He was living in a medium sized house with several other people. Maybe five others. The house he was two stories tall. Had four bed rooms, two bathrooms, a kitchen, living room, and a closet every here and there. He quietly walked down stairs and into the kitchen. He grabbed a bowl, come cereal, milk, and a spoon, than sat down at the table to eat. He picked up the TV remote and turned on the TV, then picked up the DVD player remote and turned it on, and watched one of his favorite shows while eating, Stargate Atlantis.

Vincent finished his bowl of cereal before answering her question. "They called me into work today. The scout that was supposed to be on duty for our sector today got injured from a fall yesterday, so I'm taking over. My off day will be tomorrow instead." He informed her. He rubbed his eyes and looked at his cell phone. 6:30. He stayed at the table as he waited for the episode to end before reporting to duty. Once the episode was over he turned off the TV and cleaned up his dishes. "I'll see you at 1:30, unless that's when you're working." He said as he slipped on his shoes and jacket.

Rosalie shrugged and watched Vincent get up. "I'll see you at 1:30 I guess. And morning Matthew," she added, looking over to the other male that was awake. "But man. Does everyone get up so early all the time? I rarely get up this early unless someone wakes me up..."

Rosalie sighed and watched Vincent leave, shaking her head. She changed the channel on the TV, not exactly hungry at the moment for breakfast. She never was when she first woke up.

Rosalie flipped through the channels for a bit before sighing. She looked down at her hands and closed her eyes for a few moments, and when she opened them again, there was a red rose in her palm.

"Just a rose. It's something I keep as a reminder of my mom... She always called me her Little Rose..." Rosalie sighed softly. She spun the rose slightly by it's stem, careful of the thorns. "She always drilled this little saying into my head: In every lonesome heart, lies a beautiful rose..."

Matthew watched her lips, he was reading them. "This Is the first time I've seen one." He said as he looked at the rose again. "I never went out side much."