 Kaplinski Rival Sorting Hat Machine
Locking the bathroom door behind her, she turned on the shower and stood beneath it, after removing her robe. The temperature was rather luke warm and if she were not feeling hot and sticky, she would've hated it. But, feeling utterly miserable, she was grateful for anything at thi moment and so washed herself, drowning her sight in the flowing water as it trickled down from her hair and into her face. |