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The morning light filtered through the curtains, soft and golden. She stood by the large mirror near the window, adjusting her low waisted light blue jeans and white top.
"You sure you don't want me to come?" he asked, watching her from the bed, his voice low, sleepy.
She glanced at him through the mirror. "No... is okay. I go by myself."
He sat up slowly. "Just saying I can wait outside. Doesn't have to be a big issue."
She turned then, tightening the small gold hoop in her ear. "They say come alone. Professional." Her accent lilted slightly gentle, everything she said carried an extra thought.
He nodded. "I'm gonna go with you" he groaned getting up. He headed for the bathroom, for the shower.
"Seriously..you're going to make me late" she sighed
"No,No. I'll be quick.." he spoke, she grabbed her black heels from infront of the closet as she opened the door, ignoring him strip in front of her as she grabbed her makeup bag from off the counter and started taking out her essentials, while she stared applying her makeup and flowing with her routine. He couldn't resist looking at her, she didn't look back because she was in a rush but she could feel his gaze. He watched her 90% of the time to pick up with her routine, he had to keep up with her routine because she always had 3 "routines" a routine that was '15 minutes' was really 35 minutes a routine that was only '5 minutes' was usually 10 minutes. She had been performing the 10 minute routine, which made him get out quicker than usual. As soon as he got out she was just finishing up, but she moved slower this time purposely. She didn't want him to be frustrated and forced to rush because of her.
A few moments later She walked out the large bathroom and sat on the edge of his bed, she slipped on her heels as she glanced over her shoulder watching him buckle his belt. it was a light brown smooth leather belt with a wide lengthwise 'H' on it. He had multiple of the Them in different colors and textures, it was the same brand he bought Kira, she just had the purse. He had on linen trousers and a dark blue buttonless polo. She watched him slip on loafers over his white crew socks.
"Why so classy today?" She asked
"What?" He smiled standing up
"This is basic" he told before grabbing his watch off the small dresser beside the door.
"Yea right.." she mumbled standing up in her heels as he reached out for her hand. She placed her hand in his pressing her lips together.
_____FOUR HOURS LATER _____
It was another routine of standing for hours with an empty stomach, and clouded thoughts of body dysmorphia.
