Cleaning

Katja stared at her calender then back to her room. 'I really to clean this trashhole up...' She thought. Today was the day for her monthly cleaning and she saw that she definitely needed to clean. Books were everywhere, clothes were scattered across the mahogany floor. Useless items were hanging along the cerulean walls messily.

"Where do I start..." Her words trailed off as she stared worriedly at the room. She saw things that she cherished and things that were of no use for her. She bent over to pick up a figurine off the floor when she froze. "No no no something's not right..." She got up, waltzed to the radio, and tuned the radio to her favourite station. Heavy metal blasted through the speakers as she resuned what she was doing before.

After hours of rummaging through her stuff, she found a box. The box was a beautiful shade baker-miller pink with very intricate gold designs on it with scattered pieces of Alexandrite on the lid that consumed the light and turned into a beautiful array of colours. Katja was more confused than mystified. What was is this doing in her room, but more importantly...where in the all merciless Hell did it cone from?! She cautiously opened the box, which creaked in response of being awoken from its slumber. She uncovered nothing but...junk?

The contents of the beautiful box were anything but. They were unusual and a little nostalgic. "Oh my goodness a picture of my Cookie!!" She plucked out a picture of a brown and black Persian cat that was dusty and obviously very old. She smiled to herself. She also pulled out a bike horn. She studied it and tried to honk it, but it refused to make a single sound. "Why do I even have this- actually, where the Hell did I even get this useless thing?!" She threw the horn into a trash bag and moved on.

What she saw next made her shocked and slightly scared. "Why...why is there a bottle of Jägermeister- WHAT THE HELL IT'S HALF FULL?!" She picked up the bottle of Jägermeister and it reeked so bad. "Oh sweet Jesus!" She (literally) chucked the bottle into the bag and threw it out the window where it landed next to the trash bin outside. Yeah, she wasn't going to continue cleaning today. Katja wasn't going to risk it. "Well, it could've been worse."