"What the-" I cut myself with a scream as he turned the water on to its coldest setting. I jumped up immediately and practically threw myself out of the tub. "What the hell?!" I yelled wiping the water from my face.
"Good morning to you too, ugly duckling." His face was emotionless, per usual. "You have ten minutes to get ready." He exited the bathroom without another word. Goddess! If I could only punch him right in his smug little face.
"Oh," He said popping his back into the bathroom. "The maid has laid out an outfit for you in the closet. Wear that. We need to look presentable."
I bared my teeth at him and he simply rolled his eyes. Moron. "We need to look presentable" I mocked him in my head. Why must he be so annoying?
I started off by brushing my teeth and washing my face. Then I combed through my slightly damped hair before putting it into two Dutch braids. I head over to my closet to see the outfit that was laid out for me. It was a 3/4 sleeve floral maxi dress, paired with a blush pink floppy hat and block styled heels that wrapped up and around the ankles.
I'll admit that I didn't enjoy seeing the heels but it was decent outfit. I slip into the dress and put on the heels. Once I stand I'm immediately four inches taller than before. It was actually kind of strange for me to be this tall.
I walk back over to the bathroom and put a little heat on my braids to set in the waves that they would create. "Octavia let's go!" Ajax growled out, clearly in a rush.
"Hush! And unbundle your panties!" I say as he enters the bathroom. I take my hair out of the braids and run my fingers through it to make the waves seamless. I pop on some lip balm and turn to find him already staring at me.
"Wow, she's actually a normal she-wolf height." He smirks, as he takes in my appearance. What a jackass. I knew he wasn't going to say anything nice but I didn't expect for him to point out the height difference. It's such a touchy subject for me.
"And here I was thinking you were actually going to compliment me for once," I scoff and placing a hand over my heart, pretending to be hurt.
"Really?" He raises an eyebrow and holds back a chuckle.
"No." My voice falls flat as does my facial expression. I strut past him with my newly found height and back into the closet to grab my hat.
I find him waiting for me at the bedroom door. I roll my eyes as I pass him but his large hand grasped my upper arm and turns me around, suddenly a flash back of last night floats around in my mind.
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