Friday, December 24 2020.
The h/c (Hair colour) headed female leaned toward the steel fence, shoving their hand into their f/c/1 (Favourite Colour) hoodie with the other holding a lit cigarette which produced grey smoke and lingered into the dark blue, night sky decorated with thousands of white dots. A sigh escaped from the woman's lips, a white smoke erupted from the female's breath. Her e/c (Eye colour) dull orbs stared at the night sky, thinking. What is she doing with her life? Why is she still here? Questions and thoughts clouded the female's head like how the smoke of her cigarette filled her lungs with grey smoke. Bringing the lit cigarette close to her mouth, she rested the cigarette into her mouth and letting the smoke flow inside before then pulling the cigarette out and blowing the grey smoke once again. She hates it in here. Really.
The h/l, (Hair length) h/c (Hair colour)headed female dropped the now almost burnt out cigarette into the ground, before stomping them with her f/c/2 (Favourite colour 2) s/o/c (shoes of choice), twisting her foot at some point as well before heading inside her small, dark apartment. It was rather quiet in the place, before a soft hum interrupted from the heater, turning on. Today was the day before Christmas eve. Ah, how she missed it. Surprisingly, it had used to be her favourite holiday. Exchanging gifts, laughter, and a feast. That was the reasons why she liked Christmas specifically. It was too bad she no longer cherish Christmas. Instead of liking Christmas eve, the h/c headed female despised the holiday. She removed her f/c/1 hoodie, and approached the mini fridge from the side, gripping its door before pulling open to be greeted by a cold breeze. She shivered, as soon as she felt the cold breeze hit her face. Looking inside the fridge, there were nothing but A half full carton filled Milk, vodka, water, and a half eaten bread. It looked dry, and looked like it had been there for over three days. The female cringed at the thought of going out to buy groceries, and shook their head with a sigh following by.
"...Guess I have to go out again."
12:30 am - 1:00 am
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