Welcome back to a new Thursday Fiction, it's been a while. We continue with Parallel Slip 2: Rebel where we left of last time, following Isabelle as she figure out who she really is.
She took her make up off. It was true that her lipstick was almost all gone but it was just making her lips light purple and deeper on the side, she didn't look bad. She decided to use it every day just to really piss her mother off. Maybe if she kept her concentrated on the lipstick, she wouldn't have to worry about her talking about Mike or her lack of whatever she was lacking according to her mother's mood.
She passed on her pajama, it was pink and purple with little sheep jumping over a stone wall on the front. It was a kid's pajama, it was ridiculous maybe but she only needed to be comfortable to sleep. It was so strange to go meet with Romulus in another universe. She didn't have to worry about her outfit because it all depended on her other self and there wasn't much she could do about it.
She sighed hoping the girl would know something and dress accordingly. She lay down under the blankets and waited a little bit for her heart to calm down but that wasn't happening. She was listening to the sounds of the house expecting someone to enter her room and jumping with every crack from the trees outside her window and every blow of the wind whistling.
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