༶ 𝕸𝖍𝖆 𝕺𝖓𝖊-𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖙𝖘 ༶

𝑨 𝑩𝒊𝒈 𝑩𝒐𝒘𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝑪𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝑺𝒐𝒃𝒂 (𝑺𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒐𝑿𝑭!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓)

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It was a cloudy morning when you woke up. You weren't used to the feeling of not having harsh sunbeams peaking through your curtains. Not daring to open your eyes, in fear of being blinded by the light. But now, you missed that feeling. Now, there was no light to act as your alarm clock. You droopily glanced at your clock only to see...

"CRAP, ITS 10:44" you screamed ( your work starts at 9:00 am )

Scrambling out of the comfortable bed, instantly missing the warmth. You swiftly slipped on your slippers, almost falling in the process, from getting up to fast. You quickly scurried to you closet. Opening it only to be met with a considerably colossal pile of clothing. It was practically pouring out of your closet, as if an avalanche of attire was now flooding down the peek of Mount Everest. "URHHH yOu HaVe gOt tO bE kIdDiNg mE OJnnNJjNjjNNjJijNkHFyDddDDDTTDccctct!!!!!!!!" The girl screamed out from underneath the pile of outfits she has probably never worn.

After the girl had finally had finally gotten out of the clothing. She put on her working attire, and swiftly sprinted to the kitchen. The poor girl had little to no time to prepare any sort of actual breakfast, so in the heat of the moment she had stuck a quick piece of toast in her mouth. "Immmmm guna beh lawte!!" (Translation: I'm gonna be late!) she mumbled to herself, not being able to say the words correctly due to her breakfast.
She quickly slid her shoes and coat on and bolted out the door, making sure to lock it behind her.

"ˢᵖᵉᵉᵈ! speed! SPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED!!!!" The girl screamed while Naruto running through the streets, trying to get to the subway as fast as possible. Since it had been winter time the sidewalks were coated with a thin layer of ice and snow, which made it hard to fully commit to the running style you were currently putting into action.
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