In a rental apartment, a man on his 30s could be seen walking towards his apartment. Upon arriving in the apartment, the man kept thinking about what he saw.
The apartment room looked clean and fresh. It was modelled to look like a fancy apartment. There are no pictures of his wife or kids because many people would think he's married when they arrive at his apartment. There are pictures of nature and city which could represent the man liked to travel or admiring nature.
He sat down on his sofa thinking about Scarlet. He has seen Scarlet doing shameful things before but she hasn't seen her like that.
"She was crying" the man thought while putting his left hand on his eyes and right hand rested of the sofa. He continues "I thought she doesn't cry. I guess I don't know her at all." And the man fell to sleep on the couch.
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Upon awakening, the girl decided to take a shower. On her way to the bathroom, she caught a glimpse of her reflection in a mirror. Intrigued, she went back for a closer look.
To her surprise, her hair and eye color had transformed to a deep scarlet shade.
She has average height, blending seamlessly into the tapestry of everyday life.
Her figure is a testament to balance, sculpted in harmony with curves that gracefully follow the contours of a perfectly proportioned body.
Each movement is a dance, a rhythmic expression of poise that catches the eye effortlessly.
Her face, a masterpiece of symmetry, hosts features that seem to have been meticulously crafted by an artisan.
A pair of scarlet captivating eyes, set just right, hold a depth that reflects both wisdom and warmth.
The nose, a delicate slope, adds an elegant touch to her countenance, and her lips, naturally full, wear a perpetual hint of a subtle smile that invites connection, she hasn't put a make up on.
Her skin is a canvas of radiance, adorned with a subtle glow that speaks of health and vitality.
Strands of hair fall gracefully, framing her face like a cascade of silk, each strand seemingly aware of its role in enhancing her overall allure.
In essence, she embodies a perfect blend of grace and beauty, a living composition that leaves an indelible imprint on the canvas of anyone fortunate enough to cross paths with her.
Touching her body, scarlet hair and inspecting her eyes, a mix of shock and surprise crossed her face.
"Is this me? This is Scarlet. Is this Scarlet? Damn, I look hot and sexy, but what happened?" she wondered aloud.
Before she could further contemplate her changed appearance, an intense knock echoed at the door.
A man outside was shouting, "B****, open the door. We gotta talk about your behavior. Open the door!"
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On a certain room. The was a man and a woman on the bed, even a child could tell what happened to them overnight.
A woman woke up irritated by the smell in the apartment and she started dressing. The man woke up and saw a woman dressing and said "You were amazing last night Andy and maybe we sh----" before he finished talking.
The woman said "We should just stop seeing each other Jeff". The man, Jeff, was suprised but regain his cool because this was not the 1st time this is happening, It's 7th time this is happening.
"Is it because of the smell from the other apartment."Jeff said and the woman, Andy was suprised and said "So you knew and still brought me here. What a disgrace" Andy walked out of the room clicking her tongue.
Jeff was furious and walked to the smelly apartment and started banging on the door.
"B****, open the door. We gotta talk about your behavior. Open the door!" Jeff said while shouting at the door
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Without hesitation, Scarlet grabbed her gown, with nothing underneath, and made her way to the door, passing through the clutter of rubbish bags.
Her apartment lacked tidiness; it was cluttered with full rubbish bags, stacks of pizza boxes displaying half-eaten slices, Chinese takeout containers, abandoned meals, and unwashed dishes.
The bed was in disarray, reflecting the chaotic state of the room.
Amidst the mess, the only semblance of order was a clean photo of her and Stacey, along with a necklace she had received from her.
These items stood out, offering a glimpse of the meaningful connections amidst the chaos.
Opening the door, the man attempted to say something, starting with "Bit..." but halted abruptly.
Scarlet, with her stunning body and now gorgeous scarlet hair, left him momentarily speechless.
In his mind, he couldn't help but think, [Damn, she's hot. Wish she was my bitch].
Scarlet overheard his unspoken thoughts and, with a surprised expression, retorted, "Excuse me. Why would I be your b****?"
The man, trying to regain control of the situation, awkwardly shifted the conversation, asking, "Do you want to be my b****?"
Unbeknownst to him, he had voiced his thoughts out loud, causing him to question, [That's weird, did I say that out loud?]
Scarlet, unfazed, replied, "Yes. I don't want to be your bitch, but you said that out loud."
Confused, the man thought, [Damn, I gotta stop smoking some Angels. Now I'm saying what I want.]
Scarlet, puzzled by his strange behavior, witnessed his silent confusion.
Regaining composure, the man stated, "Anyway, I came here to tell you to clean your shit. It's starting to smell like dead bodies in here."
Without waiting for a response, he left, leaving Scarlet bewildered by the odd encounter.
Standing at the door, Scarlet couldn't shake off her confusion from the strange encounter.
As she pondered, her neighbor's door opened, and a man stepped out, eyeing her with thoughts of making her his "second b****" while hoping his wife wouldn't catch on to his supposed stay at her sister's place.
Scarlet, surprised by his words since his mouth hadn't moved, thought, "That's weird."
The confusion continued when a couple passed by, and she overheard the man's thoughts about proposing tonight while the woman expressed dissatisfaction and a plan to see someone named Mike after the "loser" left.
Shocked by these revelations, Scarlet hurriedly retreated inside, closing the door behind her.
Deep in thought, she wondered,
"What the hell is going on here? Did I transmigrate to an alternative universe?
Nope, that's not it because the room is still the same. Am I having puberty?
Nope, I already had puberty.
Why do my thoughts feel loud? Am I Spiderman?
Nope, his hair color didn't change. Am I Xavier? Nope... What am I?"
The mysteries surrounding her newfound abilities and the bizarre thoughts of those around her left Scarlet in a state of perplexity.
Scarlet, still processing the bizarre events, touched herself and realized her body had undergone a stunning transformation, becoming even more attractive than before.
Surveying her room, she was taken aback and muttered, "Even pigs don't live like this."
Exhaustion set in as she contemplated cleaning up the mess, feeling the weight of the task ahead.
The newfound physical allure clashed with the disarray around her, leaving Scarlet in a perplexing state of both amazement and weariness.