❀ ᴛʜᴇ ɪʟʟᴜᴍɪɴᴀᴛɪɴɢ ʀᴀʏꜱ of sunlight poured through the open curtains of Ni'mari's room. The young girl sat cross-leggedin front of her ceiling high mirror, going over her jet-black hair with her straightener.
Although she had already straightened her hair the night before, Ni'mari was a perfectionist and wanted her hair to be bone straight.
The sound of Drake's soothing voice played lowly on her TV, as she hummed along to the music, picking up her spoolie and neatly brushing her eyebrows, before lightly filling them in with her eyebrow pencil.
She brushed out her eyelash extensions and applied some strawberry scented lipgloss to her lips, before standing up and running her hands through her freshly done clip ins.
Ni chewed on the end of her nail as she stared at her closet, looking for something to wear.
"I really should've picked this out last night." She scowled, regretting her laziness.
She looked down at her feet, as she could feel the comforting feeling of her maltese puppy rubbing against her ankles.
"Dior, what are you doing?" She said with a small laugh. "You hungry?"
She opened her door, letting her dog out of her room, before returning her focus back to her closet and picking out a white, short-sleeved bodysuit and light blue, low-waisted distressed denim shorts with her 'White Oreo' Jordan 4s to match and pairing it with her white medium Telfar handbag that she had packed the night before.
She got dressed and sprayed her perfume, before putting on some jewelry and grabbing her bag.
"Yo, Ni." Her younger brother said, as he barged into her room. "Where the fuck is my chain?"
"Your what?" She said, rolling her eyes and unplugging her phone from the charger. "Lil boy, you do not have no chain."
"Shutup, ain't nobody little." He said, scowling. "The one dad got me last week when I went to go see him, where is it?"
"Amari Draco Carter, get the fuck out my room with all that attitude. How the fuck I'm meant to know where ya chain is?" Ni snapped, rolling her eyes.
The young boy mugged her, turning around and returning to his room. Ni rolled her eyes and looked at her self one more time in the mirror, before leaving her room and shutting the door behind her.
She walked down the stairs and entered the open plan kitchen, sitting down on one of the stools near the counter.
"Morning, mom." She said, picking up a plate and setting it down in front of herself. She grabbed two slices of toast and a spoonful of scrambled eggs, before pouring herself a glass of orange juice.
