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Chapter 119: Crystal after OBS

Crystal's POV
The water temperature is bearable, I thought to myself before hopping into the bath water. I gently hopped into the water and took in the warmth of the bath. Grabbing the soap on the shelf, I poured the soap and mixed it with the water, bubbles forming in the water. As the perfect finishing touch, I plunged the bath bomb into the bathtub, the silver coloured water turning a beautiful red. I scooped a bunch of bubbles and blew them all around, admiring the sight of the beautiful bubbles floating around the bathroom.  Even though OBS was over, I was grateful to connect with water once more even in a simple way.
Crystal's new bedroom
My sister was already asleep when I returned my room from a skincare routine. I grabbed my lilac hairdryer and turned it to the minimum setting, flopping my hair around and blowing it all I could, just so I could ensure a fluffy texture for my hair. Eventually, I covered all parts of my hair but the hair dryer went out on me. I sighed and mumbled to myself "Whatever" before keeping the hair dryer and placing it on the bedside table. Sliding further into my bed, I hugged my dolphin plushie and leaned on my sister's shoulder, closing my eyes.
A few hours later
Wrapped around in the warmth of such a big blanket, I continued to breathe into my pink dolphin plushie, hugging it tighter than I could ever. All of a sudden, a random orange light coursed into my window, so I slowly got out of bed to see where that orange light was coming from.

Oh, that's just the sunset? I must've been knocked out from the sleep deprivation. Sitting by my bedside, I admired the golden sky and red sun set, unsurprised by my sister's absence. She's still got tuition...no; she's very strong if she decided to march to tuition after such an exhausting camp. How surprised could I be by her absence?

Finally fully waking up, I stumbled to the bathroom where my black and gold glasses remained untouched. Putting them on, I brushed my messed up hair before slipping on my bedroom slippers and gingerly proceeded to the kitchen, where the maids were all smiling widely at me. "Mdm, you've woken up at last!" One of them said enthusiastically. "We have prepared your favourite tonkotsu ramen using the most authentic ingredients." My chest felt fuzzy as I skipped to my bowl of noodles, which looked like the real deal: a thick chicken broth, a dark green piece of seaweed floating on the bowl of ramen, two cut half boiled eggs with an egg white and a golden yellow yolk contrasting each other. I thanked them before slurping my noodles, which were awesome as ever. The seaweed was salty in a good way despite being submerged in the soup, and the egg had the same runny texture I have always known it has provided for me. The pork was chewy and so were the noodles, enough to refresh me with fresh food after close to five days eating average-quality food only to enough to "survive." Now that I had a day off to recover from all the physical turmoil, the next day would definitely be about getting back on track with my studies!