Room 218, Sunday Late Morning/Early Afternoon (10/07)
That pleasant lazy feeling still hadn't gone away, despite having done absolutely nothing except lie around on Saturday. So Beauty thought maybe she would indulge in doing that precise thing perhaps a little longer.
Which was why she was lying wrong-ways on her bed, with her head hanging slightly over the foot and her feet propped on her pillows, watching the ceiling as if examining it for cracks and wearing a lazy, contented smile on her face.
[OPEN!!]
Which was why she was lying wrong-ways on her bed, with her head hanging slightly over the foot and her feet propped on her pillows, watching the ceiling as if examining it for cracks and wearing a lazy, contented smile on her face.
[OPEN!!]