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Mykhaila
Guest
When Nora came home from hanging out with a couple of friends she found a note from her parents. Her mother had a medical conference which her dad decided that he was going to go to with her which meant she was home alone for the next week. She called for some pizza and watched a few movies before she decided to go to bed. Of course, before bed she had a ritual that she kept to, though this time she didn’t have to rush because of her folks.
She hopped into the shower, taking her time to enjoy the warm water before she shaved and washed her hair. Once her body was also washed and all the soap was rinsed off, she climbed out and dried off. Since she was alone in the house, she didn’t bother to dress and instead brushed her teeth and went across the hall to her room. There, she put on her lotion and brushed through her hair.
It was a little over an hour from when she climbed in the shower before she slid the covers down on her bed, went around the house and turned off all but the soft hall lights that always stayed on. Going back to her room she slipped into bed and closed her eyes. It took a while but sleep claimed her, as usual she was curled on her side facing the wall of her room. She didn’t have anything covering her, if she got cold she would wake up long enough to pull them over her, but for now she was in a deep sleep.
Her dreams were scattered, starting as usual with her being a cheerleader which was nothing more than a dream. She didn’t have the coordination but in her dream she was good and she shifted until she was half leaning toward the wall.
She hopped into the shower, taking her time to enjoy the warm water before she shaved and washed her hair. Once her body was also washed and all the soap was rinsed off, she climbed out and dried off. Since she was alone in the house, she didn’t bother to dress and instead brushed her teeth and went across the hall to her room. There, she put on her lotion and brushed through her hair.
It was a little over an hour from when she climbed in the shower before she slid the covers down on her bed, went around the house and turned off all but the soft hall lights that always stayed on. Going back to her room she slipped into bed and closed her eyes. It took a while but sleep claimed her, as usual she was curled on her side facing the wall of her room. She didn’t have anything covering her, if she got cold she would wake up long enough to pull them over her, but for now she was in a deep sleep.
Her dreams were scattered, starting as usual with her being a cheerleader which was nothing more than a dream. She didn’t have the coordination but in her dream she was good and she shifted until she was half leaning toward the wall.