1 Morning Routine

it was a humid summer night. The hum of an AC on full blast was the only thing she heard.

As usual, she laid on her left side, still staring at her phone as she had been for the past 3 hours. her lilac volored tap lamp illuminating the upper corner of her room along with her winter themed blanket from 12 years ago.

every now and then she would think about taking it down but the idea of what could have grown behind it chilled her to the point where her leg would begin to shake and kick furiously, like a difficult animal refusing to take a bath.