Nathalie was now in the private room that was accommodated to her, and she finished taking a bath recently. Moving out of the toilet and bathroom, she now donned a brown cotton bathrobe while she strutted her way to the nearby nightstand.
Her smartphone was on it; on her way, she took her time wiping off the moisture on her hair with a spare towel before she raked every strand of it to a ponytail. After which, she turned it into a high hair bun. A few drops cascaded from her side fringes and bangs but they were never the issue of hers as she sat by the edge of the spare bed.
Upon crossing her legs, she then reached for her phone and gave it a couple of scrolls to her manuscript.
But then, something on her screen popped up, and it was Arnold, who would like to have a video chat at the moment.
'Really now,' she thought as the corner of her lips quirked up. Withal, she pressed it and started the conversation.
"My Mysti!"
