Chương 46: Ch 27a – Memory: Sheets

She grunts as she whips the fabric. The waft of air catches her hair, sweeping it from her face. This time the ripple travels the full length of the bed, fluffing the duvet perfectly. You know you are truly an adult, she thinks to herself, when one of the best things in life is clean sheets and a freshly made bed. This content has been misappropriated from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere. She flops onto the bed.

The mattress bouncing the back of her head in playful protest before allowing it rest. Closes her eyes. Breathes in deeply. The scent of the laundry detergent – Spring Awakening - floods her nostrils. Home. It smells like home.