Feli sits up and rubs her eyes, half-consciously reaching for a bra and a fuzzy oversized sweater. Then she remembers: orienteering day. She swaps the nice black bra for a more binding white one that looks ugly against her honey-brown skin, and the sweater for her favourite pink tshirt.
She puts her hair into a long black ponytail and looks in the mirror, satisfied. She looks just sporty enough to not get shouted at, but still cute enough to catch someone's eye if they happen to look her way.
"Bye, Nat!" She shouts as she leaves the door. She's answered with a groan from her older sister Nathalia, who is infinetely cooler than Feli will ever be, but also less pretty.
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