[December 10th, 2021]
Her mother had permitted her for a little hangout time. How could she not look perfect if that was the case?
She dropped the bath-bomb in her bathtub before relaxing herself. She smelled like hospitals, the strange antiseptic smell that covered the entire premises. She hated that. She rubbed her body clean for that distinct smell to disappear.
She blow-dryed her hair perfectly before combing them into perfect curls. Today was a perfect day. She wore her favorite watermelon colored turtle-neck with jeans, topping it with her black overcoat that reached just below her knees.
Her brown wavy hair stuck out the coat till her tail-bone. She sniffed herself a bit. Great. No hospital smell.
She grabbed her handbag and put her phone inside it before leaving her room. She informed her mother and was escorted outside where Giselle was already waiting for her. She had left early in the morning after the unexpected mental breakdown at night.
