Later that evening, she must have fallen asleep in the living room at some point because she woke up and it was very dark. She checked the time on the wall to see that it was eight twenty-one in the evening.
She rolled down from the chair to turn on the lights and then she walked slowly to the stairs to go to her room. Opening the door, she saw that the light was turned on there so she walked to the dresser to grab something, not even sure of what it was.
As she was looking for it, she looked up to see herself in the mirror and she cringe when she saw her reflection.
Damn, she looked like some kind of zombie with the way her hair was tangled up. Her face was worse, with the smudge of something black and powdery all over it. When she was taking Dylan to the airport earlier, she had done
