After a restless night of tossing and turning, Selma couldn't help but feel disappointed when she peeked out of the window, only to see that it was still dark outside. She let out a sigh and muttered, "This day is dragging on forever." Despite her frustration, the thought of her upcoming trip to America brought a glimmer of excitement to her tired eyes, making it difficult for her to fall back asleep. Finally, at the crack of dawn, she decided to start her day by taking a refreshing shower. As she stood in front of her wardrobe, she carefully scanned through her options, trying to find the perfect outfit for the day ahead. Despite not being too fussy about clothes, Selma wanted to make sure she looked presentable and comfortable for her journey.
"Selma, have you finished bathing yet? You have to be quick."
"I'm done, Mom. I'm searching for a nice outfit," she responded.
The door to her room swung open and she was taken aback to find herself standing there, completely unclothed. Reacting quickly, she instinctively grabbed the nearest towel and draped it around her body, trying to regain a sense of privacy and conceal her exposed state. In the midst of her embarrassment and vulnerability, she felt a sense of relief wash over her when she realized that the person standing in the doorway was none other than her mother.
"Oh mu-m"
"What? Are you hiding from your mum?" Elizabeth asked her daughter while smiling and pointing to her chest.
"I would appreciate it if you had knocked beforehand."
"I should have knocked beforehand," Elizabeth admitted, her voice tinged with regret. "It seems I'll have to remember to knock before entering my daughter's room from now on. That's a little unfortunate."
"mum, am a big girl now," she said with her cheeks puffed out