This is Me.

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November

My blankets enveloped me as the cool air streamed in from the A.C. I grabbed my purple laptop from where it was plugged on my bed side table and plopped it on my bed.

I had no assignments due this week, so I decided to spend the second night of the term lazing around a bit longer.

After all, all work and no play makes Nova a cranky girl.

I quickly rushed across the room, turning off the main lights and turning on the blue lights.

Gotta set the mood, no?

I jumped back into the queen sized bed, snuggling deeper into my the cloud like heating mattress and blanket, allowing the intro to Fate; The Wind Saga carry me into the fictional dimension of Alfea college.

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Beep beep

Beep beep

Beep beep

Beep beep

Beep beep

Beep beep

I groaned as I rummaged around under my covers and pillow for the phone which had disturbed my blissful sleepwell as blissful as sleep can be for an SS3 student, I finally found it.

Flipping it over, I squinted in the darkness at the glare of the phones brightness, and quickly shut off the annoying alarm.

I sat up in bed, the mild morning sun making its way into my room in light orange streaks through my blinds- telling me it was time to start getting ready.

I let my locs free from the bonnet I was wearing as I threw my legs over the side of the bed, cocooning my feet in my warm bunny slippers. I sat there for a few minutes: yawning, stretching, rubbing my eyes and you knowprocrastinating getting ready for school.

Sigh.

I started straightening out my bed, surprised to see my purple MacBook open at the edge of it. I grabbed it quickly, examining it. I let out a sigh of relief, grateful I hadn't kicked it across the goddamned room in my sleep.

So much for lazing around. You can't even laze around well.

Ugh, shut up subconscious.

I finished straightening my bed and made my way into the toilet, the warm air hitting my skin- a nice contrast to the cold air which cocooned the bedroom.

NEPA, slay.

I quickly brushed my teeth and filled my tub with hot water, bath oils and bath bombs. Call me lazy, but today gave lazy Sunday vibes; not Wednesday.

I threw my head back and inhaled the lavender/chamomile scent which had mixed with the steam. I let out a sigh of contentment as I took of my clothes.

I picked up my phone and put 'WILLOW' on, letting her ethereal vocals take me far away.

I slowly lowered myself into the scalding water, letting the oils penetrate my dark skin. I let myself soak for a few minutes before I began scrubbing.

I climbed out the tub, the lukewarm water no longer enticing. I reached for my towel and wrapped it around my body, the water from my body forming a baby puddle on the tiles. I began applying my lotion as I made my way back into the room, the cold air once again hitting my skin.

I quickly put on my underwear and club T-Shirt as I turned of the AC. I rummaged around through my wardrobe looking for my Jean skirt before my dumbass realized I hadn't gotten a new one yet. I checked under my bed and all the drawers.