Kohana_Xavior19
Little Devil
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- Apr 14, 2012
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I finished my sandwhich by the time I got back to my bunk. Luckily without any Cobras or other boogiemen coming from the shadows. So, deciding to leave my knife behind, I set it on the bed and pull out my pajamas and my wonderful pink fluffy towel from home. I inhale the familiar and comfort scent of detergent my mother used and felt at home with it. So as I quietly left again and walked for the shadows, I practically cuddled the towel to me. Just inhaling its scent over and over. Feeling more and more calmed and relaxed by the moment as I did. I just knew that by the time I had finished showering, it'd be a miracle if I made it back to my room without falling asleep somewhere else first.