𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐎 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃. So good in fact, that it was becoming suspicious. I lifted my head, and laid my squinted eyes on my phone, "6:45?!"
I ripped the covers off of my body and ran to the bathroom, tripping in the process. "Shit!!" I groaned in irritation, walking off the fact that I just tripped over nothing but complete air.
My bonnet came off in the middle of the night, so my hair was frizzy and tangled.
I scurried around the room, getting myself ready. I didn't have time to actually do my hair how I planned, so I just sprayed that bitch with some water and slapped some gel on it. I did something quick and easy, in hopes that it would look good.
I quickly applied mascara, poking the heck out of my eye in the process.
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(👩🏽💻 - your fit.)
I was midway into making it to the garage, when I realized something... I didn't put on my spray. I needed that spray if I didn't want anyone smelling my scent. I can't imagine what would have happened if I left the house without it.
I went back and quickly drowned myself in it, making sure no spot went uncovered. Once I thought it was enough, I grabbed my bag and ran to my car.
Now normally, I wouldn't care about being late. But it would be the death of me if auntie found out. Being the person she is, she didn't normally care for those sort of things, but I'd hate to disappoint her.
