Hush little baby, don't say a word, Mama's gonna buy you a Mockingbird.
And if that mockingbird don't sing, Mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring
And if that diamond ring turns brass...
Mamas... Gonna.. Give you... A Looking Glass
(Y/n) stared at the screen in front of her, her legs and knees pressed together tightly; her hands holding a small cup of coffee as she sniffed once. She shifted slightly, before looking at her side, taking a small glance at the camera that was sitting at her table, before looking away quickly. Her hair moved in her face, and she blew it away, her mouth shaping itself into a perfect 'O'. She sneezed quietly, then glanced back at the TV, which was losing its signal. With a quiet sigh, (Y/n) stood up, walking to the small TV in front of her and moving its antennas. The static screen returned back to normal, and the lullaby continued to play.
--Going to buy you a billy goat...
Mama's going to buy you a cart and bull.
And if that cart and bull turn over, Mama's going to buy you a dog named Rover.
And if that dog named Rover won't bark, Mama's gonna buy you a horse and cart...
And if that horse--
(Y/n) blinked as the TV lost its signal again. She blinked, before looking away, her face tired. For a few moments, it was silent, until her cat jumped on her, meowing; possibly out of hunger. With cold hands, (Y/N) leaned into the cat, scratching it behind its ears.
"So... Tomorrow's the day, isn't it Oreo?" She mumbled, watching as her cat purred and nuzzled its head towards her cold hands.
The cat simply meowed, its black and white head staring up and staring into (Y/n)'s (e/c) colored ones. With a small smile, she picked up the cat, before perching it on her shoulders. Oreo yawned, curling itself around (Y/n)'s neck, who had gotten up and started to walk towards her kitchen.
"I already packed everything up, so I can only give you canned tuna. Is that okay with you Oreo...?" (Y/n)'s voice trailed off as soon as she started to hear slight breathing in her left ear. She glanced behind her, seeing Oreo curled up into a comfortable position in her neck, sleeping.
The girl tilted her head slightly, then glanced at the can of tuna that she had opened.
Carefully, she uncurled Oreo around her, placing him into his small bed. The back and white cat shifted a little before continuing to sleep. (Y/n) simply watched, before she herself yawned. She looked at her clock, then grumbled.
"10 PM. Guess it's time for bed."
With slow steps, (Y/n) made her way to her bedroom. She pounced onto her bed, pulling the covers over her. She blinked once, twice, until she fell into a deep sleep.