The morning came faster than Moon had expected as she had to drag herself to the bathroom with her half-closed eyes. Her soul was willing to go to work, but her body had other plans. "Why do we have to work to make money? Can't it just come to us, or better still, why can't we go back to when money wasn't in existence..." She whined as she tried to straighten her hair with her fingers, but it wouldn't just comply, making her pack it into a dirty bun to save her the stress and tie.