When I got home and was inside, I threw my bag on the sofa in the sitting room after turning the lights on – promising myself I would come to take it in the morning and keep it in its place.
While I was in my room, I undressed and changed into my nightties.
It was when I sat down to have my dinner that I remembered the corn dogs were in my handbag.
Cursing at the world for making me go through extra stress of dropping the bag in the sitting room, I went back for it.
After having the most satisfying meal, I went to bed.
I felt stressed and sore in my joints from too much dancing earlier and fluttered on the bed like butterflies flapping around a garden.
Tiredness should be crowned the next king demon. It did me bad. I felt so weak and exhausted.
Did I say excitement wouldn't allow me sleep?
Eh? Who was I kidding?
Nothing in existence could disturb my sleep or hold me back from sleep. I was immensely gifted in that aspect.
A few seconds into the bed and I already lay snoring and dancing in dreamland.
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[Initiating task reward <>]
[Extracting fifty pounds of weight from host]
[22.5kg of fat; extracted!]
[175,000 of calories consumed; extracted!]
[fifty pounds of weight; extracted!]
[Host's current body weight = 99 pounds]
[Task reward status; Awarded!]
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I thought I could hear the buzzing of system and some of the stupid cheers also but I was too far dived into sleep to care.
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The violent ringing of my alarm clock defiled my sleep – how dare it!
"Bitch!" I cursed out loud as I got out of bed just to see the time display '6:00 AM'
Did this damn clock not know that we are done with Mrs. Del Monte?!
I only woke up by 6:00 AM because of her job. "Now, she fired us so dear clocky, no waking until after sunset, dearie." I preached onto the clock as I slid my glasses on and began to change the instruction of the alarm.
Until I got a new job, I would sleep my brains out and be as lazy as I could be.
While still on the topic — a job.
System did order me to submit a job application to the Zentury Modeling Agency tomorrow.
Cripes, I needed the job.
If I lose 50 pounds overnight and work well on my appearance, maybe I would get the job.
After all, my portfolio was a sound one. I am a very good designer. All I needed was an opportunity to showcase my talent.
"I guess we need to wake up by 7:00 then. Just an hour more to sleep." I mumbled to myself, redirecting the previous instruction I set on the clock.
Satisfied with myself and my laid-down schedule, I slumped back in bed.
It was when I was close to closing my eyes that it dawned on me.
It was passed 'overnight' and I felt so light in the body.
It was the ease at which I slumped on the bed that first whispered the changes to me.
I stared down at my own body, touching and feeling my now slimmed-down body.
I could barely be considered fat now as it was obvious system did not extract from me just body weight but it also burnt lots of calories too.
Just to be sure, to feed my eyes, I ran to get the dressing mirror under my bed.
My excitement and shock rendered me clumsy as I dropped the mirror flat on the floor. It somehow slipped from my shaky hold and broke.
My nose already turning pink with sentiment, I picked the biggest shard of the broken mirror and scrutinized my appearance from top to bottom.
Hot tears of sheer joy danced down my now bony cheek. I could not believe my eyes nor could I fathom that this was really me.
I was not as slim as the gorgeous girls I see around but I was close — a little distance from slim but still close.
I had some sagging skin now. My stomach was ameliorated but it had sagging skin sitting under it. If I wore a tight dress, people would still think I had a pot belly as the skin there was still sagging.
Would that not leave stretch marks on my body?
I hope the system would do something about that too. Soon also. But I needed my face to look a little more attractive so, I could not even settle for what I wanted the next task rewards to be.
It was a very beautiful start this goodie from system and a fast one at that.
Who knew there was a hidden way to get all your beauty desires fulfilled?
Even if it was just for ten years max. I liked it still. I would make use of those ten years well and pursue my own joy and evolvement.
"Thank you universe," I mumbled with gratitude lagging under my tongue. "Thank you system." my voice was distinctly low and heavy.
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The shards of glass all over the floor needed to be cleaned so, I cleaned them up with ease.
I was so excited about the improvement in my body that I saw cleaning up the floor as nothing.
If it was on a typical day, I would be fuming and mumbling all through the cleaning. Once I was done, I decided against going back to bed.
So, I went to my computer and looked up the Zentury Debut Modeling Agency on the internet.
First up was a blog about the history of the corporation and all. As I was about to click on the first information display until I glanced down the screen and found myself scrolling to read the biography of the CEO – Zen Alekai.
Alluring pictures of him were first displayed. Most of them were taken unaware. There was this tight lenient look he wore in all the pictures.
It was evident that the firmness of his eyeballs was intrinsic.
Merely examining the pictures, I knew he would be one tough man in personality and demeanor. My first encounter with him did not help in eliminating my theory of him either. It only fueled it.
Zen Alekai, what sort of man are you and why are you so cool?