- Apr 24, 2014
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The water streamed down her face, she listened to it. That endless hiss of thousands of droplets, her own personal rainstorm. The shampoo smelled like lavender, something she would never notice outside of this situation. The water was pleasantly hot, and the air was steamy as she rinsed herself off, the water leaving pleasant slickness to her skin as she turned slowly, a cloth over her eyes to keep the suds from running into them. Normally she sang in the shower, but she was deep in thought. She had prided herself on being a she-wolf, a manhunter, a player. It had almost been a year since the last time she had a proper stud.
It had almost been a year since the last time she'd had anyone.
Her sister was suddenly the romantic one, with her now the wallflower. Had she lost her touch? She turned off the shower, listening now to the soft drip of a single droplet. How could she carry herself with the confidence she used to now that she'd gone so long without a conquest? She stepped out of the shower, shaking her head and spraying the walls and mirror with water. Her little orange towel was neatly folded for her, another thing she noted. She used to just grab it from wherever it was, she'd just know and pick it up, now she's carefully preparing it. As Dorito walked back into her dorm from the on-suite shower, she wrapped the towel around herself, desperately needing a distraction from this train of thought.
@Azazel
It had almost been a year since the last time she'd had anyone.
Her sister was suddenly the romantic one, with her now the wallflower. Had she lost her touch? She turned off the shower, listening now to the soft drip of a single droplet. How could she carry herself with the confidence she used to now that she'd gone so long without a conquest? She stepped out of the shower, shaking her head and spraying the walls and mirror with water. Her little orange towel was neatly folded for her, another thing she noted. She used to just grab it from wherever it was, she'd just know and pick it up, now she's carefully preparing it. As Dorito walked back into her dorm from the on-suite shower, she wrapped the towel around herself, desperately needing a distraction from this train of thought.
@Azazel