Monday – 10 P. M.
Shiro started to drift off into dreamland as she rested her head on the side of the tub; soaking herself in the lavender scented water. Her cheeks blossomed pink as her eyes fluttered to fight the slumber. She jolted awake as the front door shut close downstairs. The small ventilation above the bathroom allowed her to hear the loud rumbling from the sky and whirling wind swinging the tree branches violently.
She got out and patted herself dry with a towel before wrapping her head with it. The girl entered her room to put on a shirt and an oversized haori over to seal the warmth away from the chilly night. Claps of thunder began to fill the air and the early rainstorm invited itself over. After she dried her hair, she walked downstairs to get a glass of water when she found a small care package on the dining table.
