AL Is A Pig

Hours prior to the night,

Pigeons fluttered outside, and took flight off her balcony. Sun somersaulted inside her room, gently tracing against the curves and edges underneath the comfy duvet.

Silent snores, a leg flipped over as she turned to her side. Evening light, caressed her sublime leg and took hold strands of her crimson locks, and followed in and tapped her eyelids awake.

The blanket slid, she scooted to her pillows and yawned. She smacked her glistening lips and slouched her head on the headboard.

‘Now what should I do?’  She thought scratching her bedraggled hair. ‘What is today?’ she took a glimpse at her wrist, a holographic watch popped to her sleepy eyes. 

Realization dawned upon her mind, blossoming a cherry smile, radiating past her imperfect freckles dotted on her dimples. Seemingly perfect.

She flipped out of her head and dashed to her mirror "Aii!!" She clutched her hairy mess and turned stiff.

Her

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