Anna Marie Watson hummed a random tune as she left her bedroom, ready to face the day. She had woken up a half hour before her alarm went off and decided to make the most of it. She hesitated in the hallway when she heard the shower running and bit into her bottom lip in thought. No way that was their parents- they had the master bathroom. She moved one arm beneath her breasts and wrapped her fingers around her opposite elbow as butterflies began to fill her stomach. She was already fully dressed, but she really should brush out her hair, and lo and behold her favorite brush was in the bathroom! She drew in a deep breath, silently praying her reasoning would be believable enough. She then reached for the door, and pulled.
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