Spark / l.h ✔️

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~Coralia's POV~

I woke up early the next morning at about eight AM, my head buried beneath my pillows and my leg sticking out from under my blanket. The sun streamed into my room through the window on the right side of the room, earning a groan of complaint as I rolled over and sat up.

One of my pillows knocked to the floor during my movements, my sleepy eyes wandering over my clean room. I had white walls and dark wood floors, my queen sized bed smack dab in the middle of the room, up against the wall. My bed-frame was white and I had my bed covered in red sheets with a grey colored blanket, with a white bed scarf at the foot of my bed that was faux fur. My pillows were a mix of red and white, some plain red or plain white, whereas some were a design do dusting of the red and white colors. To the left of my bed I had a grey nightstand that had a black vase on it of red flowers and a lamp. There was a grey rug on the floor in the middle of my room, which was in the shape or a circle.

I had a chandelier hung in the room instead of a simple ceiling fan, as it had come that way. I guess they thought I didn't need one, which I really didn't. Across from my bed was the wall that had my TV hung up on, as well as my white dresser that sat below it. Right in front of my window I had a big plant, something that I was hoping would block some of the light that streamed into my room through the sheer curtains, but it didn't really work much. Still, it looked nice there, so I kept it.

To the left side of my bed was my vanity table, pushed up against the far corner wall. The table had a big mirror with light bulbs around the edges and the table was a light grey with glass knobs on the little drawers. My chair was grey and had a white pillow on it with the word 'love' written in red cursive.

Just a little in front of that was my walk in closet, which had a big bunch of space along the walls for my clothes and shoes. Because it was a little empty in the middle of the closet, I had a circular tufted ottoman that was grey. Right against the wall by the door was a full-body length mirror that was really pretty. It had silver edges that were lined with roses and it, in short, was really nice. I was lucky to have found it, especially for only thirty dollars. My dresser was a lot like it, though it was white and had roses on it, not silver.

My dresser held my pajamas and undergarments inside of it, whereas my closet held all my clothes I'd wear in public. To be fair, though, I had little limits to what I wouldn't wear in public. It wasn't uncommon that I'd wear a nightie in public, even. If I thought I could make an outfit out of it, I would.

On top of my dresser I had my deodorant, four perfumes, and another black vase of red roses lined up in front of the mirror. I also had a jewelry box stored to the side, which obviously had all of my jewelry stored inside it. Aside from those things, however, I had a vanilla candle on the surface and a little antique glass box that had fancy gold detailing on it. Inside of said box I had my bobby pins, hair clips, and ponytails.

A deep sigh left my lips as I rubbed my eyes tiredly, my dark brown hair falling down my back in messy tangles. I sighed heavily and crawled my way out of my bed, knowing that Romeo would be here in a while. After I had answered my emails last night, which took me several more hours, I narrowed the number of potential roommates down to three. It seemed a lot of people just liked to screw around and waste time, for some reason.

However, because I didn't know the people who were supposed to be coming over, I had asked Romeo if he was willing to stay here with me while I showed them the apartment. It was better to be safe than sorry, after all. Besides, Romeo was a rather intimidating looking man, being that he was tall and covered in tattoos, with a head of dark hair and enticing brown eyes. He looked like someone you didn't want to mess with, especially when you took in account the size of his muscles. He worked out a lot.