Thread: This Skin is Stained

For awhile, she just enjoyed the hotness from the water. She massaged her sore and tired muscles with her hands before she eventually went about using his stuff to get the job done. She washed her hair with his shampoo and conditioner before rinsing it out and washing herself down with his body wash. She made sure to get everything clean before standing under the spray and just enjoying it again. One of his razors was in here with some shaving cream so she shaved her legs just in case there was any stubble. Chewing on her lip, she wondered vaguely if she should shave well, anything else but she was still pretty smooth down there so she vetoed that decision. Besides, it wasn't like she was getting ready for a date! It was just breakfast. She scrubbed herself down again just to make sure she was clean, though she would never truly be clean again, before turning off the water and hopping out of the shower. Danica wrapped a towel about her body and dried off, looking at herself in the mirror. She looked betterish, but still tired. Then again, she always looked a little tired. The baggy of pills also had some of her make up in it, but she wasn't gonna ask to go use it. Her skin was smooth and basically flawless, but she wanted to dull out the circles under her eyes. Oh well, maybe some sun would do her skin good? She rummaged around for a spare tooth brush and brushed her teeth, finally catching the smell of the bacon. She practically started drooling yet managed to get her teeth cleaned. Breakfast with a friend sort of seemed appealing more than it usually did. Pulling on the sweatpants, she stood half-naked in the bathroom. He didn't have a hair dryer so her hair would just have to air dry so she combed it out and wrung out all the extra water. Picking through the shirts, she put on a black wife-beater that hugged her curves. As she put on the shirt, she spied a pair of fuzzy slippers and put them on. They were purple and very soft on her feet and it just made her day brighter. She enjoyed the little things. She always had. Her hand clinked against the sink as she looked at her expression and looked at her hand. Rafe's ring was on her right hand instead of her left, but she would never take it off. It sparkled sadly rather than glowed and she hung her head. What was she doing being content...ish? However, she didn't let herself dwell on it. She couldn't dwell on it. Soon she left the bathroom and trekked down the hallway, hearing the cats meowing loudly and the smell of homemade food bombarded her senses. She sighed and drifted into the kitchen, letting her nose lead the way. Her mind almost clicked into a different time and as she approached Daniel from behind she had to give herself a hard mental shove and walk away from him. She'd almost wrapped her arms about him from behind like she had done to Rafe every morning for years. It choked her heart that she almost had done that to Daniel and they hadn't seen each other for almost a year. Maybe it was the loneliness mixed with the familiar. She didn't know, but she couldn't let that make decisions for her. How's breakfast coming along? It smells great. She said, the gray tabby rubbing against her legs. She smiled and cooed at it, stroking under its chin as it pawed at her and nibbled on her fingers. It was cute and made her wonder if she should get another pet to greet her back at her place.