𝐺𝑢𝑦 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑀𝑒𝑡𝑟𝑜...

-𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝟣-

Mornings
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Small bright rays of sunlight sifted through your curtains, exactly hitting your eyes. You slowly flattered your eyes open, regretting it as soon as you saw the blinding light.

You gradually sat up, looking around the room. The whole bedroom shined in a soft pink from the sunrise, it honestly brought a small smile to your lips.

You eyed the clock, it was 6am. You got out of bed and walked over to the bathroom. You gently stripped off the clothes on your body, looking at yourself in the mirror.

Damn I be looking hot today tho..(yes you do queen, don't deny it)

You treat yourself to a warm, 30min shower and then do your hair. You also quickly brushed your teeth and did some skincare. After wrapping a towel around your figure, you went over to the closet, searching for an outfit.

(Here are some of my favourites that I found on Pinterest, but just imagine yourself wearing whatever makes you feel confident!😌)

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After deciding your clothes, you put on some light makeup and some fox eyeliner. You also added a small design at the bottom of your eye (♥ ,★, ✞ ect..)
to make it more interesting.

You quickly said goodbye to Tofu, your gecko, and sprayed his tank with a mist of water.

Taking one last glace at you in the mirror, you grabbed your bag and went to the kitchen. You just grabbed a quick snack to eat on the way to the metro, since time was passing quicker than you anticipated.

The air outside was still a bit fresh and the sky was starting to turn light blue. The clouds were still a soft pink though, making them look like cotton candy.
You were not always a morning person, but sometimes you liked being up this early.

You put in your AirPods and started to play your favourite songs, humming to the melody. The streets were still empty, but from time to time a person would pass you.

You finally arrived at the metro and got on.

You take the same metro every morning and every afternoon. You were quite observant and started to notice who gets on and off at each station.

You remember the three businessmen that get off two stations before yours and you also remember the woman that gets off at your station. She works at the café near your college and has some of the best smoothies.

You took a seat on your usual spot, that is always free, and get out your sketch book. You forgot to finish the figure sketches for your art class and had to add some finishing touches.

The metro was not full in the morning, only some people were scattered around. It was nice and quiet.

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You finished your sketches right before you started to smell...smoke? Why the hell was there smoke in the metro?

You looked up, only to be met with a brunette. He was sitting across from you and had a cigarette between his fingers. When he saw you looking at him he stared back and raised his eyebrows a bit, making his face say the fuck you want?

You give him a bitch face in return and then quickly averted your gaze. The urge of looking at him again and analysing him was strong, but your pride was stronger.

What the fuck is his problem? I've never seen him on this metro before...

You just shook it off and placed your sketch book on the seat next to you real quick. You took out out your airpods and packed away your phone, your stop was about to come any minute so you stood up and already walked to the door.

When the doors opened you walked out and made your way to school, trying to forget about the encounter with the rude guy.

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Little did you know, your sketch book was still on the seat, only waiting to be found by someone...

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