I pat myself dry and cover my hair with a towel.
I make my way to my closet and I look around.
I think to myself what dress I should wear. Its mid December in England... yeah... I'm going to freeze my tits off. I take out a dark red, long sleeve, square neckline, velvet, body con dress.
"Sexy, badass, and red. Perfect" I say walking to the stand where my shoes and heals are kept. I select a pair of black, glittery heals to match. I choose a black, cropped puffer jacket to match. With that i add my Chanel bag.
With my outfit planned, I take it all to my bedroom and I plop them on the bed.
Since I said I'd keep it simple with no disguise, I'm going to go for a natural look.
I apply a thin layer of concealer, making sure not to fully cover my freckles and beauty spot. One annoying thing about me is that I turn red really easily. Why ? I honestly have no fucking clue but it's a fat pain in the arse.
I could be happy, I turn red. Annoyed, I turn red, angry, I turn red, someone random happens, red.
So. God. Dam. Annoying. Thank fuck for bb cream tho.
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AcciónAthena Ajazi (ah-ya-zee). She has many identities, best illegal racer, skilled hacker, top assassin, femme fatal too. The funny thing is, no one knows all these identities fall under one person. "It's hard to look for someone when you don't know who...