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It was Saturday morning and Tessa plopped herself down on the couch. Despite her best efforts she still couldn't shake the magical girl routine of waking up early on weekends, so it wasn’t even ten thirty yet. Her parents had left twenty minutes ago to help out with some brunch fundraiser for something she couldn’t remember and wouldn’t be back until well after dinner, so it was just her in the house.
With nothing else to do she switched on the TV, flicked through a few channels before settling on some mildly interesting cartoon. Not that she really cared what was on, it was just something to pass the time until she went out to see the gals in an hour or two.
After a while the squeaky voices got too annoying so she changed the channel, landing on a cooking show of some sort.
A while later and that channel became infomercials no living being could stand. She flipped through thirty channels before stopping on a bland action flick that predated her by a decade.
One plot hole riddled ending later and she found herself watching the news.
Then it was a soap opera.
Gardening.
Home improvement.
Documentary.
Sitcom.
Crime drama.
More news.
She was interrupted from that by the door opening, looking over to see her parents coming in. She halfheartedly waved, expecting a “how was your day?”, but her mother only apologized.
“Sorry we’re so late, Tessa, the fundraiser ran late and cleanup ran even later.”
“That’s alright,” she replied.
“Cut a lot closer to the barrier going up than I’d have liked,” her dad added.
That gave Tessa pause and she looked at the clock for the first time since sitting down.
It was quarter after nine.