Song recommended: Running on E by Brent `Faiayz
Frustration.
That word become a strong feeling that burned in her chest as she scrubbed her skin clean behind the fountain. The strong smell of the different scented leaves wafted to her nose as she crushed them together and mixed them with the water.
Even though she felt relieved by the wash, she couldn't be more frustrated at the stranger. How dare he be so vocal about her foul stench? It was not like she smelled like a dead fish.
And even if she did, it was not his business. Why was he even around her like a bee attracted to honey? She was trying to focus and not be distracted by him. Who was he even?!
She let out an angry huff and when she was done, she let her body air dry as there was nothing she could wipe herself with. Yet when she searched for her clothes, she found them gone.
