Once upon a time, in a land of shimmering stars and moonlit forests, there were fairies who spun tales that dazzled like dewdrops on petals at dawn. With every word they spoke, a new world unfolded before your eyes, where dragons danced in the skies...
"I'm going to take a shower," I announced, walking through the kitchen, my clean clothes in hand. "Okay," Andrea answered absently, hunched over her history textbook, studying as always. I honestly don't know why I bother.
I'm pretty sure that she doesn't hear me. I skirted the small kitchen table, walked through the small living room and into the bathroom. I shut the door and started the shower so that the water would heat up. I quickly stripped out of my pajamas and hopped into the shower.
I took a long leisurely shower. The best kind. I started with washing and conditioning my hair, with my usual honey scented products, then went on to washing my body. You can never be too clean. I washed myself a second time.
After rinsing, I stood in the spray for a few minutes, enjoying the warm water. Then I turned off the water, twisted my soaked hair up in a towel and used a second towel to dry off as much as possible. I hate to get water out on the bathroom floor. I wrapped the towel around my torso, toga style, and got out of the shower.
I quickly got dressed, then went to the small vanity. I brushed my hair real quick, then preparing to brush my teeth, I looked at the small mirror. I dropped the toothbrush and toothpaste in the sink of running water.
"You talk in your sleep," said the message written in the condensation of the mirror.
Stunned, I just stared at it for a moment. Then I quickly wiped it off with my sleeve. Who wrote it and what did they hear me say? It had to be Andrea. Who else?
I've lived here for two months and we've never had an overnight guest. Besides she is the only one here now. She must've snuck in to write the message while I was in the shower.
I turned off the water, toothbrush and paste forgotten, and carefully opened the bathroom door. Andrea sat at the kitchen table studying as if she had never left. So she is sneaky! I will just have to up my game.
I walked out of the bathroom and sat down on the sofa to put on my socks and shoes. I stood up and picked up my backpack. "Well, I'm off to class," I announced.
This elicited no response from her. "See you later," I said opening the apartment door. "Bye," she said, still not looking up. No giggles at a prank well played. Nothing!
I walked out the door and went to class. It was hard to pay attention. What did she hear me say? Surely I didn't talk about it. I don't even dream about it. We have separate bedrooms. I would've had to have been loud. I decided that I would just have to ask her about it.
