This is the second story in a series. The first is here. two It was Tuesday and the girl’s alarm went off at seven. The morning was grey and cold. She pushed herself out of bed and walked groggily to the bathroom. Her flatmate was in the kitchen, she could hear him filling the kettle at the tap. The gas flames roared quietly as they ignited. The girl closed the bathroom door and sat down on the toilet. When she finished she washed her hands under the cold tap and then splashed some of the water back up to her face. The cold made her skin ache, it woke her up, she took a deep breath and glanced at the grey face in the mirror. She had a lecture at eight.
Fiction series: two
Fiction series: two
Fiction series: two
This is the second story in a series. The first is here. two It was Tuesday and the girl’s alarm went off at seven. The morning was grey and cold. She pushed herself out of bed and walked groggily to the bathroom. Her flatmate was in the kitchen, she could hear him filling the kettle at the tap. The gas flames roared quietly as they ignited. The girl closed the bathroom door and sat down on the toilet. When she finished she washed her hands under the cold tap and then splashed some of the water back up to her face. The cold made her skin ache, it woke her up, she took a deep breath and glanced at the grey face in the mirror. She had a lecture at eight.