AviouslyPTX
Love is Love. No matter what sex.
Anastasia slowly woke up at the sound of her alarm clock going off and yawned softly as she pounded her hand against it to get it to shut up. Once the wretched noises ceased, she groaned softly and opened her eyes. 6:30. She got up slowly, trying her best to stay awake during the process, and stretched out her body, her back cracking several times before she relaxed. She took her dirty blonde hair down out of its messy bun and sat the tie on her dresser before she went to her bathroom so she could get a shower. Once she stepped out, she felt more refreshed and towel dried her hair before wrapping the smaller of the two towels around her hair and the other around her body. She walked to her closet and smiled slightly as she looked through her clothes and tried to figure out what she wanted to wear. She chose a navy blue polka-dotted dress with her white flats and smiled as she put them on rather quickly. Going over to her mirror, she took her towel down and blow dried her hair as she brushed it, then she started curling it. Deciding to go with a waterfall braid, she finished her hair off with a bow and put her bracelet on. She put on her makeup as she did every school morning and grabbed her things before going downstairs only to be met with the smell of breakfast.
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Adam sat on the ledge of a skyscraper as he looked over the city coming to life as the sun came over the horizon. He had been awake pretty much all night considering he was dead and didn't need sleep to survive. He smiled to himself and stood up, not worrying about if he fell, and ran his fingers through his hair as he walked away from the edge and down to the abandoned apartment he called his own. He looked around at the empty place and sighed softly before going to the bathroom so he could shower. Hey, just because he's dead doesn't mean he can't stay clean. He stepped out and wrapped a towel around his waist as he looked in the mirror at himself. His wet hair clung to his forehead and he had a bit of stubble on his face. Shrugging, he brushed his teeth thoroughly and walked into his room, going straight to his closet. He chose a pair of dark wash jeans and a tight-fitting, white button up shirt with a striped tie. After getting dressed, he towel dried his hair and brushed it before running his fingers through it, not worrying about tangles. He smiled slightly and went into the kitchen to find something for him to eat before school.
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Adam sat on the ledge of a skyscraper as he looked over the city coming to life as the sun came over the horizon. He had been awake pretty much all night considering he was dead and didn't need sleep to survive. He smiled to himself and stood up, not worrying about if he fell, and ran his fingers through his hair as he walked away from the edge and down to the abandoned apartment he called his own. He looked around at the empty place and sighed softly before going to the bathroom so he could shower. Hey, just because he's dead doesn't mean he can't stay clean. He stepped out and wrapped a towel around his waist as he looked in the mirror at himself. His wet hair clung to his forehead and he had a bit of stubble on his face. Shrugging, he brushed his teeth thoroughly and walked into his room, going straight to his closet. He chose a pair of dark wash jeans and a tight-fitting, white button up shirt with a striped tie. After getting dressed, he towel dried his hair and brushed it before running his fingers through it, not worrying about tangles. He smiled slightly and went into the kitchen to find something for him to eat before school.
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