Six Sentence Sunday

Happy Sunday! It's been raining nonstop in Madrid since Friday and I've taken the chance to start a new WIP. I've been quite productive and made it to chapter four. The problem? My heroine, which you will meet in the next few sentences, is not falling for the rich hero which was supposed to solve all her problems. Instead, she's into the butler. The butler! Oh Ella, what am I going to do with you? *Sigh* 

Ella stepped in front of the sink and stuck out her tongue at herself. Yeah, she didn’t exactly look her best at six in the morning. Her green eyes were red and puffy as if she had spent the night partying. Her cheeks were rosy, dried up saliva coating her mouth and part of her chin.

“You’re gross, Ella,” she said, shaking her head. Grabbing her toothbrush and toothpaste she cleaned her teeth thoroughly for a few minutes, jumping on the balls of her feet as she did so, the melody of a song she had accidentally heard yesterday repeating itself in her head.  

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