I always loved to go for an early morning jog every day. The breeze in my hair felt so refreshing and the increasing pace of my heartbeat warmed me and filled me with adrenaline, making me want to keep running forever. It was a regular occurrence for me to stop off at Starbucks to quickly grab myself a Chai Crème Frappuccino® before walking down the street, drinking the entirety of my delicious blended beverage before continuing to run. I think running with a large Starbucks in hand is just a recipe for disaster! When I got back to my small studio flat on the second floor of the apartment block, I noticed something had been posted through my letterbox so I grabbed it and dropped it onto my bed so I remembered to open it after I had a shower. I took off my sweaty gym clothes and trainers then turned on the shower. Every time I have a shower I have to turn it on and wait a good 10-15 minutes for the water to warm up! I sat on the edge of the bath, plaiting and twisting my hair until the room began to fill with the hot steam from the shower. I climbed in and slowly washed my hair, letting the hot water run down my delicate skin. Eventually after what seemed like forever, I turned off the shower and stepped out onto my cold bathroom floor, grabbing my fluffy cotton towel and wrapping it tight around my petite body. When I walked back into my bedroom, I gasped and accidentally dropped my towel.
