Thursday, September 1st
The best part of the day, in your humble opinion, was when you drifted on the fine line between dreaming and consciousness. The few seconds you have where nothing feels real, and you aren't exactly sure of anything.
Like all good things, it eventually comes to an end, which is exactly what is happening to you right now.
You blink yourself into reality, your eyes slowly but surely adjusting to the morning light leaking through the window.
"Morning, sunshine!" Sasha yells from the bathroom, sticking her head out of the doorframe, her toothbrush hanging out of her mouth.
You sit up and smile at her, pushing the comforter off your body and scooching to the end of your bed.
"Shit" you mutter, crawling back to your shelf and grabbing your phone and airpods from the bed that fell out overnight. After collecting what you need you slowly climb down, the feeling of cool tile quickly waking you up.
"What time is it?" you yawn and start making your way towards the closet, opening it up and looking at the clothes with a blank stare, still not fully awake.
She comes out of the bathroom in a fury, hopping on one foot and fighting against her sneakers. She stomps against the floor as if doing that would help it fit over her foot. The girl's shoelaces weren't even undone. You simply stare at her, watching her struggle, and jump around the room like a fool.
She eventually decides to sit down, taking the shoe off and gently sliding it on her foot. She looks up at you with a grin. "What did you say?"
You simply stare at her.
She looks back at you obliviously. "What?"
You shake your head and laugh, turning back around to the closet and picking out an outfit.
Your options were slim since after all, you didn't bring much. You couldn't force yourself to.
It was interesting how inanimate objects could hold so many memories.
You settle for a small jean skirt and a dark blue sweater, paired with your white adidas sneakers and bunched up socks.
After putting on your last shoe you make your way to the bathroom, rushing to grab your hairbrush and violently combing through your hair. You decide on keeping it simple and pull it into a small bun at the back of your head, pulling out two framing pieces.
"Hurry up!" Sasha yells from the bedroom "We gotta leave in like ten minutes!"
You lowkey (highkey) throw your hairbrush back in the drawer and reach for your toothbrush, quickly brushing your teeth before grabbing your makeup bag.
You were thankful that you had unpacked everything the night before. You reach in, grabbing the few things you wanted. You weren't super heavy with makeup, especially not on a daily basis. You had a few staples that you stuck to.
You pump a dollop of moisturizer onto your palm, followed by an equal amount of bronzing drops. Mixing them together, you create a product that promises a sun-kissed glow. You quickly massage the moisturizer into your skin, making sure to even apply it so that it will keep your complexion luminous throughout the day.
As the moisturizer melts into your skin, you turn your attention to your lashes. Gripping them not so gently with a lash curler, you feather the handle, making sure they will stay up all day. Next, you reach for your favorite mascara and run the wand generously across both your eyelashes, making sure your eyes popped.
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knuckle velvet | eren jaeger
Fanfic"I didn't want to feel sick without you..." "You were already sick without me." You enroll last minute in Paradis University with hopes of putting your old life in Marley behind you, only to cross paths with the one and only Eren Jaeger, who's being...
