Post by Misha Caudillo on Jun 16, 2009 19:34:18 GMT 8
Misha finished washing her hair and turned the taps off. She had a strange feeling she was being watched and ran her hand over the foggy glass to see to the door, but no one was there. Perhaps she was just shaken from last night.
That man, she had to go see if he was alright. Quickly she dried herself and her hair and wrapped the towl around herself before stepping out. She felt safe though, like nothing could hurt her, she should be curled up in the corner, crying, but here she was, panicing about that man. She was thinking as she stepped out of the bathroom, another towl drying off her hair and she droped it when she saw a pale trench coat... someone else in her room and her blood ran cold and she fled back into the bathroom, locking the door.
Okay, maybe now she was feeling a bit insecure.
That man, she had to go see if he was alright. Quickly she dried herself and her hair and wrapped the towl around herself before stepping out. She felt safe though, like nothing could hurt her, she should be curled up in the corner, crying, but here she was, panicing about that man. She was thinking as she stepped out of the bathroom, another towl drying off her hair and she droped it when she saw a pale trench coat... someone else in her room and her blood ran cold and she fled back into the bathroom, locking the door.
Okay, maybe now she was feeling a bit insecure.