Snippet #1795987

Asuri felt her eyelids flutter reluctantly open. The first thing she found herself acutely aware of was that the bedroom was completely void of any human sound, save for her own. Not even a trace of a soft breath or a gentle snore sat in the air around her. Stretching out her left hand, she felt the bed empty and cold beside her, indicating Sora must have left a while ago. The soft, white covers had been folded back neatly around her to keep her warm and the sheet had been flattened of any wrinkles. The only things she had to prove another had slept beside her that evening were her memories and the faint smell of Sora that still lingered on the pillow. Despite him having worked at King's Café since the start of last week when it had opened, Asuri still hadn't got used to waking up alone.

She turned over, fighting against the sleep that clouded her vision, to see the digits on the alarm clock. After a few moments she was able to make out the number five, followed by a twelve. She closed her eyes again, allowing her breathing to even out once more, happy in the knowledge that she hadn't overslept too drastically. She felt her hand slip protectively to her rounded stomach, tracing absentminded circles on it with the tip of her finger. She frequently found herself wondering what their baby would be like. If it would have his high cheekbones with her rosy complexion? Or his almond shaped eyes and her neat little nose? Or would have his talent at public speaking, coupled with her complete inability to play music instruments? Or his calm, reserved temperament and her caring, honest personality?

She felt her mind beginning to drift off into a semi-conscious dream and forced her eyes open again to stop herself falling asleep once more. She sat up slowly, trying to prevent the mild dizziness she often felt when she woke, up as a result of her progressing pregnancy, allowing the blanket to simply fall from around her. She planted her feet on the hard wooden floor and, ignoring the complaint from her back as she stood up, she padded gently through to the bathroom. Asuri switched on the shower, allowing it to heat up for a short while, before getting in. The warm water poured pleasantly down her shoulders as she massaged strawberry scented shampoo and conditioner into her scalp. She must have spent about twenty minutes in there, simply enjoying the relaxing pitter-patter of the water and the soft, warm steam that rose around her. Finally, she got out and dried herself, having breakfast in her bathrobe before selecting an outfit and dressing. She blasted her hair with the hairdryer until it was bone dry and dragged a brush down its length to style it. She neatly outlined her eyes with an eyeliner pencil and applied mascara, lip gloss and blusher.

Asuri stepped out into the crisp January air with her big fluffy coat pulled tightly around her and locked front door behind her. She glanced down at her watch, reading six twenty-one off the display. She smiled softly to herself before beginning her journey to King’s Café.