Nari opened the door and walked in with the grace of a sloth, she donned a pair of black pumps along with a dress of the same shade. She kicked her shoes off and toddled towards the bathroom. She glanced up at the vile, drunken reflection staring back at her, she swiped some baby wipes and started rubbing her makeup off and unwrapping her hair down from that thick ponytail she had it in all day, she undressed and crinkled her feet as it dropped to the ground, kicking the garment as she started gliding into the shower, she felt a razor fall onto the ground, her feet move away quickly, narrowly missing her toe.
"Shit...." She bent over and picked it up placing it on a shelf then went back to showering. She was standing in a soup of sweat. her head went back to wash out the shampoo, almost like it was her natural instinct, a few minutes later Nari stepped out of the shower and went to her room to begin drying her hair, she crept in her room silently and plugged in the hair drying and though to herself for a moment.
"I hope this explodes and I die..." She plugged it in and started drying her hair, soon after, she unwrapped the towel from her body and chose some garments to wear to bed. Usually it would be nothing but, it was a rather cold night so, she picked out a oversized shirt and went to bed.
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lithe
Romanzi rosa / ChickLitlithe lʌɪð adjective (especially of a person's body) thin, supple, and graceful. "Lithe" follows the story of Nari, a pessimist, narcissist and careless woman with a slight drinking problem
