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Writer's pictureChristy Poinsettia Ma

Maybe it is good to start some random writings

She woke up naturally without an alarm and it was 12:12, an angel number urging her to trust her instinct and follow her heart. But she's too tired to care. She's alone in a room, a very spacious and clean room with huge windows looking at the sea. She's not so sure where she is, but it is just another day to her. She went to the kitchen to have some water, there's a label on the tap saying each litre of water costs 10€. "That's most expensive than usual, I must be in a real ass's apartment", she thought to herself. Of course she doesn't have the money, but she knows someone is paying. She started looking around the room, it is full of mirrors. "What a perverty but sexy choice." One of the mirrors started telling her her task now. "Dance to the music." The music started and funny enough it was not the usual sensual music like Cigarettes After Sex or classical music like Wagner's, it was a light and chill bossa nova. She doesn't know much about bossa nova but she likes this tune, she started dancing to it, then to another song and another and another... She looked at her watch to see how long she has to stay in this apartment, 16 hours left.

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