She changed into a tank and shorts. She plops down onto her bed on her back. Grabbing her phone and checks some of the servers she was on and chat with a few friends. Then check out some of the social media channels she follows. She might a daughter of an assassin, but she is still a teen.
After chatting to what she considers her best friend. She set up the alarm to get up in the morning and crawls under the covers. Closing her eyes and fall asleep.
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