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Amara pov
"Bei zigomi alti. Le labbra eccezionali. Corpo formoso. Conosco il vestito perfetto!" What the hell? Zebra? I've determined it, I've lost my mind. My arms did their morning stretch as my back arched. I tried to groan, but it came out as a strangled moose sound. Forgot, I lost my voice. When I peaked my eyes open, I was met with a red head and a brunette. Blue eyes and hazel eyes. I squished my head into the pillows as they were so close to my face.
"Good morning! You were on the ground but we put you in the bed. You're a heavy sleeper I must say. This is my twin Rosita. I'm Felicia. We are going to get you ready for tonight." Before I could muster a nod, I'm pulled out of the bed and ushered to the bathroom. Damn, Rosita is strong. "Dov'è il tè ?! Ha bisogno del cazzo di camomilla?!" I looked over my shoulder at Felicia who looked like a mad woman. She was running her hand through her hair vigorously.
"It's down stairs, idiota." Felicia glared at Rosita, and she just chuckled. Felicia left the room and Rosita prepped my bath. I just stood there silently watching as things happened. "Amara, please take your clothes off. I'll wash them while you take a bath. Felicia will be back with your chamomile tea. We need to nurse your voice back for tonight." I gave her a confused look. Tonight? Rosita smiled and padded my shoulder. "You'll find out soon, bellissimo." I just nodded and got undressed. I hadn't realized how dirty I was until now. Internally, I gagged at myself before slipping into the warm bath water.
There was a sponge and Warm Vanilla Sugar body wash. I thanked the Bath&Body Work Goddesses for this beautiful creation. I splotched a good amount on the sponge and started watching my body. Next was my hair, but I didn't get to that until after Felicia brought me my tea. When she left, an argument erupted in the bedroom. At first I was scared, but I caught a few words like vestitio. In Spanish there's a similar word- vestido- it means dress. Anyway, I knew they were talking about a dress, so my anxiety died down a few noches.
I finished up my delicious tea and bath before standing and stepping out of the tub. I grabbed a towel and wrapped my hair up and then wrapped one around my body. When I walked out into the bedroom to see Felicia and Rosita arguing over nude shoes with a floral lace design and red accents or plain black ones. I just stood there and watched them argue and curse each other. It brought back memories of when Jay and I used to do the same thing.
I gave a small whimper as a tear cascaded down my cheek. Rosita and Felicia stopped arguing and looked up at me as I looked off into nowhere. Both rushed over to me and rubbed my shoulders. I gave them a small smile and wiped my tears away. My eyes went over to th of the heels and I just couldn't get over the one Felicia had. I pointed towards it and Felicia gave a victory smile to Rosita.
The two conversed in Italian or asked me a few yes/no questions every once in a while as I sipped my tea. I was in a large buttons up as the two of them tag-teamed on my hair. It ended up to look like a simple large curled style with a few strands pinned back. My makeup was smokey with velvet red lips. Rosita brought me to my feet and walked me over to a full length mirror.
