The clothes flew right and left as I stood in the luxurious room-more like a suit, I felt rich, filthy rich.
Although I was still not over the shock of becoming a girl, getting married, and the possibility of a dark future. I could still appreciate the gleaming diamond on my finger and the fluffiest slippers under my feet.
Moving around the room, I experimentally jumped on the couch, and OMG the couch was 10 times
comfortable than my old life bed.
My world view took a whole new perspective.
I swear even the dustbin looked like a showpiece. Ridiculous but true.
It was a startling realisation when I understood the level of mediocrity of my previous life.
I wonder what's the net worth of my dear douchband.
I was still musing over things when the door was burst open and he entered.
For a few seconds, the only sound that could be heard was of mosquitoes.
Then I looked down toward my glowing girls and then again I looked up to make sure I wasn't imagining things.
"Ahhh…. You knucklehead, haven't you even got the basic manners of knocking the ducking door before entering someone else's room?"
Not only this ducker was shameless, but he also casually looked at my nude body as if it was normal, before getting back to his phone.
While this body didn't possess even an iota of hotness, still, was I so unappealing that he wasn't even a bit affected.
I wasn't angry, or furious, I was downright poisonous.
"Well, this is my bedroom."
"You shameless…"
"OH!" I looked at the door only to find my Mother-in-law's crimson face.
"Oh dear, I shouldn't have come here, heheeheheheh…"
With that she flew, that's right, she ran out like a bat out of hell,
That was a disaster.
"You! Next time knock or else you won't appreciate the consequences."
"Are you threatening me?"
"No, I am warning you. I don't believe in mindless threats."
"Just because my mother worships you doesn't mean I will bend over backward for you." He claimed.
"Yeah? I don't give a duck even if you bend forward."
'Stupid barbarian duck' I muttered before entering the shower.
Seriously why would someone even like that asshole? I just spent a few seconds with him and it feels like I have run through a red chilly hurricane.
Something is definitely wrong with my generation.
Looking up I again gaped at the view in front of me, the bathroom was bigger than my bedroom and the ridiculous thing was that it looked homelier than my shitty bedroom.
Why would someone install a T.V in the bathroom, not just that but a full-fledged lounge was there situated in the side? And I nearly coughed blood when I saw a majestic Jacuzzi adorning the center.
Just how rich were these people? There was even a mini bridge attached to a Jacuzzi.
Why would you spend so much on a bathroom? What are you trying to achieve here? Are you so rich that you don't even know how to properly spend them?
I muttered thousands of curses, as I remembered how I used to survive on Ramens and bathe in dingy communal baths while doing dog-hard part-time jobs to finish my education.
And not to mention the even shittier desk job to pay for student loans and the monthly installment of the second-hand rusty car.
Life was harsh and unfair, I now understand this more than ever.
Why was I not born with silver spoon like the Douchband of mine?
He not only gets the money but also looks and from what I know of the novel clichés- the brains!
Just what did I do in my previous life? I didn't possibly have offended god or something right?
Heck, even now I am just a measly side character.
Just as I was passing the mirror I stopped dead in my track.
"What the duck? What is this? I left ice-cream, chocolate cake, and ducking diet coke to end up like this?"
The reflection in front of me was horrifying. I wanted to cry, not just cry but howl my kidney out. I was not only short, but I looked like a hospital sheet and an extra-large hospital sheet.
"NOooo… why?" I didn't have many things in my previous life, I was an average guy with average IQ and money, but what I did have was a well-maintained body. It was my variety of hard work and savings.
I just felt violated, disrobed of my basic civil liberties.
"No. I won't accept this. Even if my character is a cannon-fodder, she would be a sexy as hell and hotter than eggs cannon-fodder."
If dying was unavoidable, a notion which I highly doubt and abhor, I will die in a Gucci dress with Channel perfume!
"My douchband, just you wait!"