Barbara stretched as opened her eyes and stood up from her bed; a morning routine that had been set in stone many times before . Today, however, the routine felt a little off for her. “Why do I feel so strange today, Barbara thought to herself, what is bothering me so much?” Barbara looked around her, admittedly, small apartment, trying to discover the source of her discomfort.
Gently, she scratched one of her snakes, which in turn looked at her. Barbara shrugged and moved forward. Strangely, she felt heavier than the night before, probably because of some leftover she had.
Making her way to the bathroom, Barbara looked herself over in the mirror. The only Gorgon in the world and stuck in small, but well off town. She also held the title for the only gorgon to wear pink, polka dotted, pajamas. Barbara looked into the mirror and did a little twirl,psyching herself up for the coming morning. Still, the previous heavier feeling came over her and it now confused her.
“Jeez, I must of eaten a lot of those leftovers” Barbara said aloud.
Forgetting her statement for the time being, Barbara turned on the sink and took her toothbrush out of her drawer. Splattering on a generous amount of toothpaste onto the brush, Barbara commenced her daily cleaning. First her main mouth, then her eight smaller one. Taking each of the vipers and holding onto their necks; making them open their mouths to brush their tiny fangs.
After that, Barbara went to the rest of her routine. First, coffee in the pot, waiting for the rich liquid to form. Second, find her waitress outfit and her travel clothes. Third and finally, gather up her miscellaneous items. Things such as: her watch, her wallet, her time card, her hat, her purse, and all the other things. After the coffee dinged and she was dressed up(which felt a little more tight at the bottom), Barbara was set. Opening her door and looking up to the world, she went left and took her first step down the stairs. She was ready for any today’s challenges.
Barbara yelped as she stumbled down the stairs, when she reached the bottom her ass was above her head, and her purse was several feet away.
“Oh darn it” she moaned aloud.
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