Nothing could be worse, nothing at all. Slowly young Amania got out of bed; did she have to go to school today? Did she really? It would be quite horrible for her, after the incident of yesterday. A sigh came, and she went to have a bath. Automatically she threw her clothing in the steel-grey laundry happen, and sat in the tub. The water felt refreshing, but not even that could help her today.
Tatti-desu · Sun May 24, 2009 @ 05:52pm · 0 Comments |