After sleeping like a literal bear in hibernation, I wake up with the sun rise that peeks through the windows of my room. Groaning, I slide out of bed and walk sloppily to my bathroom to get ready for the day.
I wash my face, brush my hair and leave it down even if I'm training. I just like the feeling of the wind through my thick strands, cooling me from the heat underneath my skin. After this, I slip into the skin-tight training uniform designed especially to be like a second skin and light as air as to not limit any movements. The boots, however, were as slim and as light as they could be while also being sturdy.
I look into my eyes in the mirror and smile, I look pretty damn good. Yas.
I dash through the small hallway leading to the …show more content…
¨Are you sure you don't want to say for dinner?¨Mora asks for the hundredth time and I again shake my head.
¨I have my own plans tonight¨I say suddenly excited as I remember that I´m meeting Raphael tonight by our stream. His words not mine. We say our goodbyes and I fast walk back to my cottage.
Walking through the door and into the bathroom, I stip off my sweaty clothes from the long day of training and jump into the shower. I wash myself thoroughly with a lovely smelling bath soap and also wash my long hair, making sure that I have cleaned every last pore and follicle.
I feel this need to impress Raphael, I don't know where it's coming from! I'm usually a pretty casual person. Sure, there are days that I feel like I need to look particularly fabulous once in awhile, but I usually just do that for myself. This, I feel like I am doing it not only for myself, but also Raphael. The mysterious, beautiful stranger that makes me feel things I don't understand. He scares and excites me at the same time and, to be honest, I'm loving …show more content…
His note, ¨meet me tomorrow night¨ was very vague. What time could that mean? I'm guessing it's when the sun sets but I don't know.
Would it have killed him to be more specific? Now not only am I slightly nervous about whether to wear black or blue jeans but now I don't even know if I´ll have to wait hours at the stream or maybe if he had to wait hours for me. Men always overcomplicate things.
I finally calm down by thinking, this isn´t a date. But then it hits me, am I sure that it's
I wash my face, brush my hair and leave it down even if I'm training. I just like the feeling of the wind through my thick strands, cooling me from the heat underneath my skin. After this, I slip into the skin-tight training uniform designed especially to be like a second skin and light as air as to not limit any movements. The boots, however, were as slim and as light as they could be while also being sturdy.
I look into my eyes in the mirror and smile, I look pretty damn good. Yas.
I dash through the small hallway leading to the …show more content…
¨Are you sure you don't want to say for dinner?¨Mora asks for the hundredth time and I again shake my head.
¨I have my own plans tonight¨I say suddenly excited as I remember that I´m meeting Raphael tonight by our stream. His words not mine. We say our goodbyes and I fast walk back to my cottage.
Walking through the door and into the bathroom, I stip off my sweaty clothes from the long day of training and jump into the shower. I wash myself thoroughly with a lovely smelling bath soap and also wash my long hair, making sure that I have cleaned every last pore and follicle.
I feel this need to impress Raphael, I don't know where it's coming from! I'm usually a pretty casual person. Sure, there are days that I feel like I need to look particularly fabulous once in awhile, but I usually just do that for myself. This, I feel like I am doing it not only for myself, but also Raphael. The mysterious, beautiful stranger that makes me feel things I don't understand. He scares and excites me at the same time and, to be honest, I'm loving …show more content…
His note, ¨meet me tomorrow night¨ was very vague. What time could that mean? I'm guessing it's when the sun sets but I don't know.
Would it have killed him to be more specific? Now not only am I slightly nervous about whether to wear black or blue jeans but now I don't even know if I´ll have to wait hours at the stream or maybe if he had to wait hours for me. Men always overcomplicate things.
I finally calm down by thinking, this isn´t a date. But then it hits me, am I sure that it's