••XX••Late for Breakfast

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***So there will be Spanish in here, but just to warn you: I fluently decent when I speak Spanish (My first language) but I can't write it to save my life. So I wrote it the way I speak it. I hope it's not too cringey for my fellow Spanish speakers. I wrote a translation at the bottom.
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It may seem like a filler, but this chapter is very crucial to the story and character development. Lol

****Contains vulgar language
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It was 7:38am. I did it again. I was going to be late.

Fuck.

Sorry Dom.

I cursed to myself, I always had an uncanny ability to wait until the last minute to drag myself out of bed. If I wasn't too busy watching random videos and scrolling through Facebook for the latest memes, I'd be ready by now.

I rushed to my bathroom and immediately brushed my teeth. I stared at my reflection in the mirror and scowled with a foamy mouth at the rat's nest on top of my head. I had taken a shower the night before, I made the grave mistake of blow drying my hair before bed, thinking I would have time to do something really cute to my hair today. I really did fuck myself, again. I pulled out my brush and brushed out my hair. To my dismay, my hair poofed up even more and became staticy. This was not going to work.

I checked the time on my phone, it read 7:45am.

Fuck. Shit. Piss.

Goodness, I was a piece of shit.

Okay, I had 15 minutes to get ready. 14. Gaaahhh.

I decided to pulled my hair up in a bun, I grabbed my brush and smooth out the bumps and into a high ponytail. I combed my bangs back, as well, wanting to try something new.

This isn't the time to try something new, Rose. Get it together.

I take two hair ties and a handful of bobby pins, I twist the first hair tie around the ponytail and tighten it. I coil the ponytail on top of my head and use the second hair tie to secure it in place. I take the bobby pins and pin my bangs back in place, smoothing out any bumps.

Hm, that only took 5 minutes. Thank goodness for my hair's cooperation.

My phone beeped.

Crap.

I unlock it, and saw that I received a new message.

"I'm here."

Oh god, oh god, oh god.

I replied.

"Gimme a bit." I sent the first part of the message, "Gonna be a few minutes late!"

He immediately opened the message.

"Goddammit Rose!" I winced at his reply, "Okay, I will be waiting." he sent a second message.

Alright, make-up gods, be with me today.

I quickly opened my make-up bag.

I applied a light brown eye shadow, hoped for the best when I attempted a winged liner. I kept my hand slow and steady. I got this. I totally got this.

It actually turned out decent, perfect.

I curled my eyelashes and applied mascara. I dabbed primer and cover-up, evening it out. I fanned over my cheekbones with blush and added a touch of highlight above it. I finished it off with my favorite Tea Rose matte lipstick.

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