[ WP ] Just tell me a normal story . A normal human on normal earth doing normal things . But throw in a big fucking real dragon in there somewhere .

Justine sighed as her alarm screeched in her ear. She rolled over to thump the stop button with her fist, causing her pillow mound to crash to the floor amongst yesterday discarded clothing piles. She yawned as she wandered into the kitchen to brew a pot of coffee and pop a few pieces of bread into the toaster for breakfast. 
 
 `` Why am I doing this to myself?'' she moaned, stretching out. She had recently begun setting her alarm for 8AM every morning, whether she had any thing to do that day or not. It was something she read in a book that would supposedly make her a more productive, happier person with a healthier lifestyle. Two days in and she was already doubting her decision. 
 
 The coffee pot beeped as the toast popped and she opened the fridge to retrieve milk, butter and jam. Only one of the three was essential to her morning routine. `` Damnit! `` she cursed, staring at the empty spot the milk normally filled. `` How do I ALWAYS forget milk!?'' She slammed the fridge door closed and went to slip on some pants and a coat. 
 
 Teary-eyed from a seemingly never-ending stream of yawns, Justine locked her apartment door and pocketed the keys as she practically crawled down the stairs. Distracted, she did n't notice the delivery man walking through the lobby door until she'd knocked him over, causing him to drop his parcels. 
 
 `` Ah crap, sorry about that. Not awake yet. Let me help,'' She assisted him to collect his packages before continuing on her path. He was cute, she thought, taking one last lingering glance at the way his shirt hugged his biceps like a second skin. Maybe I'll make the effort and crash into him again next week. The thought made her smile halfheartedly. 
 
 As Justine made her way down the street to the corner store that was three corners away she let her mind wander into fantasy, as she so often did. Reality was such a bore, with work and study, so what was the harm of taking a spare moment before bed or during mindless tasks to fantasise about something more? So fantasise she did, imagining herself as a part of an alternate reality where magic exists and she has no flaws, where she finds glory and love and a meaning to life. 
 
 When she got to the store she bought her milk, a little more forlorn than she had been before her imaginings. It always left her feeling sad and alone when she visited a truly wonderful fantasy. It was a constant emptiness inside her that she knew she could never truly fill. She was the kind of soul that wished for something more than this ordinary world had to offer. 
 
 Justine arrived home and made her coffee and finished her morning routine. She made plans to meet a friend for lunch and watched a few movies on Netflix to kill time until then. Dressing appropriately, she left to meet her friend at the cafe down the street. 
 
 Exiting the lobby for the second time that day she began to summon a new fantasy before the building in front of her burst into flames before collapsing onto the street. 
 
 Screaming in terror she threw her bag and ran to hide behind a streetlight, peering out from behind it. Through the smoke she saw the carnage spread as building continued to burn and crumble. And then, a shape moving towards her rapidly, easily the size of a bus. 
 
 The dragon crashed into the bitchumen in front of her, sending debris flying everywhere. Justine stared with a mix of horror and awe as the great beast zeroed in on her location and a million thoughts ran through her mind. Thoughts of glory, of fantasy and heroism and everything she'd ever wished for suddenly being realised. 
 
 Surely the dragon had come to her specifically because she was special, she would climb upon its back and ride the dragon to her new world, where she would fight armies of demons and become to queen of a palace made entirely out of different shades of marble and diamond. 
 
 Stepping out from her hide place she took a single step towards to great scaly, flying lizard before its neck shot forward and its jaws snapped shut, ending the life of a perfectly ordinary girl named Justine.
