#Chapter72
I groan when my alarm clock beeps and brings me from my weak slumber, rolling over to shut it off and falling off the bed during. I rub my puffy eyes before standing up and walking over to brush my teeth and attempt to brush my hair. Next, I throw on the first shirt I see and some dark jeans.
My style has changed a bit; my wardrobe turned into darker colours. I also lost a bit of weight, but I decided not to dwell on it and ignore the way my clothes seemed looser and looser on my body. I wasn't anorexic, far from it, but the curves I used to have disappeared into thin air.
/"Bye, Sonia!/" I shout and exit the house, quickly rubbing Wolf's head in the process.
The walk to the shop where I work is about 15 minutes long; 3-4 songs. I put on my earphones and enjoy the breeze while it lasts, knowing that in a few hours I'll be burning like a chicken in the oven.
