As I walk into my room, my phone dings indicating that I had received a message.
I quickly picked up my phone, hoping it is Dylan.
But it is an uncommon number, I open the message anyways, and immediately regret doing so.
What the f**k does she want now?
I was contemplating replying to her. Why is she steady trying to contact me?
I threw the phone on the bed, not answering her, I walk into my bathroom. I take off my clothes and admire in the mirror for a bit before taking my toothbrush from the holder by the mirror, applying some toothpaste to it.
I turn the faucet, allowing water to flow, then I put my toothbrush under the faucet, allowing some water to touch the brush before turning off the faucet.
Then I start brushing my teeth whilst looking at the mirror. When I'm done, I turn
