The Magical Emporium, Ch. 4
Faint sunlight poked through the closed blinds, spilling onto a slender arm sitting on top of the quilt. It moved up and down with the girl's slow breaths, and the early morning silence was only broken by light footsteps moving around the rest of the building, before a door opened and the footsteps exited the building. A few more minutes passed, undisturbed, before the girl's eyes shot open, sharp blue irises staring at the door of the bedroom for a few seconds. The coast was clear at last.
I reluctantly put on the girly outfit from yesterday, all of it fitting perfectly but still making me feel strange. No amount of fidgeting in front of the mirror would make the skirt less revealing, so I just sighed and gave myself another look up and down. "At least it's a good-looking prison", I mused, before slinging my bag over my shoulder and sliding my nylon-clad feet into the flat shoes that sat neatly by the door. I stopped for another few moments, straining my ears to hear in case my room-m