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[Dr Temperance Brennan]

Beep... beep... beep. This was the sound of 'morning' as Brennan stirred in her bed. She pulled her pillow over her head, closing her eyes again as she hit the snooze button. Ten minutes later, a groan came from her lips as the alarm clock beeped again. Tearing the blankets back, she sat up, blinking sleep from her eyes. Why did she have to get up again? Ah yes, she had spent all night working so had been sleeping. It was currently six in the afternoon so she had been woken up.

Slowly, she dragged herself from the warm comforts of her bed and stopped to glance in her mirror. Strands of brown hair were sticking up everywhere and the remains of her makeup was smeared all over her face. Eww. Turning on her stereo, she put the music on loud so that she'd be able to hear it and walked into the bathroom, turning the shower on. Good. She could still hear the music. Her pajamas dropped to the floor and she stepped under the shower head. Beads of water cascaded down onto her body and it was soon joined by her shower gel, a soft honey scent filling the air. Brennan dipped her head back and got her hair wet, washing it thoroughly with her shampoo. Her voice rang out over the water, singing loudly along with the music that was blasting through from her room.

Wrapping a cream towel around her slim body, she continued singing as she dried off and towel dried her hair. Rolling it up in a turban on her head, she walked back into her room and searched the closet. She felt like clubbing which was slightly weird. She wasn't usually one for going to clubs, hating them, but tonight... she needed to unwind and what better place to do so than at a party? Now all she needed was something suitable to wear. Throwing clothes out all over the place, she spent over an hour trying different clothing combinations. Eventually, she settled on a long, red t-shirt, a clunky belt and a pair of blue jeans. Nothing too special, but the curves of her slim body were accented perfectly.

Now it was time for hair and makeup. Releasing her hair from it's toweled prison, she watched as it fell around her shoulders, not that wet anymore. It had been in there for over an hour. Oops? Quickly, she blow dried the rest of it, her auburn hair hanging down in soft curls over her shoulders. Next came the straighteners. Her hair was naturally straight, however after washing it was slightly wavy. It annoyed her to no end. Soon though, she was happy and her hair looked good. Nothing else needed doing to it. Makeup was easy. She applied some brown eyeliner, golden eyeshadow and some clear gloss to her full lips. There! Perfect. By now it was half seven and Brennan dashed about her apartment, looking for anything she needed. Her purse was one thing, filled with her cellphone, lipgloss, other makeup, tampons and money. Happy that she was ready, she called for a taxi and locked up, running outside to the curb to wait for it.

It didn't take long to get to her and soon she found herself standing outside the club. One flash of her ID and she was allowed in, the intensity of the club hitting her from the minute she entered the room. Ah, it was amazing. The bass of the music thumped through her body and the floor vibrated slightly. Lights were flashing everywhere and hey... open bar! Yes, she usually didn't drink, but tonight she felt like letting loose.

Walking to the bar, Brennan ordered a bottle of beer and sat for a while drinking it. Well, until she saw the dance-floor that is. This girl loved a good dance, even when she was on her own. Her drink in her hand, her arms moved up into the air to avoid getting her drink knocked from her grasp if someone was to bump into her. Her hips swung with the music as she had her eyes rather firmly closed. How she loved to let the music just run through her. Now she needed some random person to dance with, or maybe not so random...she didn't care.