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Some Events May Be True , But Has More Details To Make The Story More Entertaining. ____________________________ chapter vi. flowers ____________________________
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nicki m. 24
the sun crept though the curtains shining bright against nicki's caramel tone skin, making her squeezing her eyes tighter. the sun was too bright even for her closed eyes to adjust to, turning over under her duvet satin set. stretching her legs she let out a yawn. she then sat up rolling her neck in several circles rubbing the back of it, using her acrylic nails to scratch the top of her head. she was surprised her scarf stayed on, but then again she didn't toss and turn much in her sleep.
she grabbed onto the corner of her blanket throwing it off her revealing the red lace underwear she decided on wearing for the night. sniffing as she got up from the bed she yawn again, going straight to the bathroom to relieve herself. looking at her self in the mirror she turned the faucet on letting the water run she pulled her panties down watching as they twisted up, letting them fall to her ankles holding her feet apart keeping them in place, finally using the bathroom. finishing up she wipe her self clean using a towelette after her stream. using her towel system for a fresh clean before wiping herself dry, wiggling her knees as she pulled her panties back up she washed her hands, grabbing her electrical toothbrush adding on toothpaste, brushing her front set of teeth in circles, before proceeding with the rest of her mouth. getting up in the morning was probably one of the best parts of her day, especially for a sunday. her alarm on her mirror went off indicating it was time to join the prayer line.
she usually would call in anonymously, to a prayer line from her hometown in trinidad every sunday from 7 to 9 in the morning as she got ready for her day, it was a good way to connecting with her inner being.
still brushing her teeth, she walked out the room to retrieve her phone, that was on the charger stand and called in. church music begin to lowly play in the background before the connected her phone to her sound system that was in the bathroom and continued to brush her teeth. washing out the extra toothpaste that filled her mouth, rinsing it with mouthwash, and begin to start on her face care routine. washing her hands again she dried them clean waving her hand across the cabinet it open and she grabbed the product squeezing a generous amount on the back off her palm adding the product little by little across her bare skin. softly humming along to the music.
