Cloe stirred under the covers. Something smelled. She looked around and sniffed the air. No, it couldn't be.... She smelled her shirt and to her utter disgust, she was smelly. Cloe threw back the covers and grabbed her Pink robe. She went to her armoire and picked out Knee-length skirt has a pink underlayer and a pink colored floral sheer mesh overlayer.[OOC: Here]. She closed the amoire and went to her drawers to find a top. She picked out a pink tank top that had a small amount of cinching under the bust and a removable rose that pinned to the chest . [ooc Here] With the articles in hand, Cloe set off for the shower.
When Cloe showered, she felt like she was being reborn. Clean,she thougt. How I adore being clean. Cloe dried off and put her clothes on.
What about my makeup? Cloe drew a curved line from the corner of her right eye to the middle of her cheek. She put on some skin toned eye shadow and a tad of lipgloss.
She tried her hair and put it into a nice flip bun, with a few odd pieces stick out.
Sincerely happy with the way she looked. Cloe walked out of the bathroom and back up to her room.
She crawled back under the covers. The sleep felt good. She couldn't get enough. SHe knew someone would wake her up eventually. And slowly, Cloe drifted back into a deep sleep, clutching her teddy.