'He's in the bathroom watching me? f**k!'
Nebula felt the pores on her entire body rise. Even the hairs on her head. The malice she felt in the air. Then a ridiculous thought occurred to her...
'Maybe if I ignore him ... he'll go away?'
She figured it had to be a male because females weren't so scary.
Well ...maybe some, but this one felt masculine.
Nebula rinsed the shampoo off her hair and didn't bother with conditioner or to lather up with the body wash. She chastised herself over her previous thought. She argued with herself.
'What a stupid thing to think. Maybe if I ignore him? Really Nebula?'
She could even hear her own teeth-rattling, in her mouth. That cold blood feeling still making her hesitant to leave the bathroom as she took off the hot water.
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