Midnight Blues

𝐈𝐈𝐈. Imperfections

𝔖𝔬 𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔫𝔞 𝔰𝔞𝔶, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔫𝔞 𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔴 𝔶𝔬𝔲. 𝔖𝔬 𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔶 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡𝔰 𝔤𝔢𝔱 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔶...

In a heavenly dreamscape, crystal chandeliers graced tall ceilings,and marble floors lead every pair of feet through a luxurious home. Gold accents laced every piece of hardware, the windows were floor to ceiling, and every room was as big as a full apartment. Angel just couldn't believe it was all for her.

          "You sure? What am I gonna do in this big house all by myself?" She asks, glancing back at Cassius as she continued to stare at all of the expensive decor in the house.

          "You mean what are we gonna do? I mean, I can name a couple things..." Cassius walks up behind her, grasping Angel's body in a full embrace as he presses his lips into her neck.

          "Oh, Cassius..."

Birds cooed gracefully, their shrill song echoing throughout every yard on the block, and penetrating the very walls of Angel's bedroom. Her eyes fluttered open as she recognized the sound, and she outstretched her limbs as they woke up for the day. Looking over at her bedside table, she grabbed her phone, and searched for the digital numbers on the screen. 11:38 am. Perfect.

She'd allowed herself to sleep in, after the long week she had, and the many things on her mind. Today was the day for pampering and whatever else she desired to treat herself with. A small smile found its way to her cinnamon colored face, as she mentally revelled in the peaceful day she had ahead, and she allowed herself to take her time, as she got up from her bed and approached her en-suite bathroom.

Angel sighed as her bare, arched feet were planted firmly on the cold, marble tile of her restroom, the texture soothing to her soles. She dropped Cassius' black tee-shirt in a pile beside her as she stripped her soma of its covering, to finally cleanse herself. Absentmindedly she turned her shower to her usual temperature, and stepped into the glass enclosure, the steaming water hitting her limbs tenderly. The serene young woman closed her eyes and stood in place for a moment, letting the constant stream of water from the gold shower head, cascade over her skin, almost penetrating her muscles from the encompassing organ, like a massage.

Angel allowed herself leisure this morning, moving slowly as she lathered the colorful wash cloth with soft, scentless soap, and admiring the thick white suds that emerged from the soap and water concoction.

Once she was out of the shower, she brushed her teeth more presently then normal, examining how the electric toothbrush vibrated against each dense, off-white tooth. After she gargled mouth wash, she ran her tongue across the two teeth that centered her mouth, noticing their shape and feel against her lips before she closed them, and she proceeded to moisturize and dress her supple skin.

A simple black full-zip performance jacket, and the nearly velvet feel of some comfortable black leggings covering her Forever Savage bralette and booty shorts, set the tone for the day. Her outfit was complete with her Balenciaga Speed 2.0 Knit sneakers, and some dainty gold jewelry. In the mirror, she created two loose twists in her slightly wavy hair, pinning it up and leaving a few tresses out in the front. Nude pink gloss decorated her lips, and as she checked herself in the mirror for the last time, she decided to take a quick picture before she headed out.