OtakuNekoMiko

Are they laughing? Yes. I hear them giggling your name again. If I turn around, will they be staring? Definitely. You've always been a sight to see. Will they want to talk to me? And why would they? You can barely hold an interesting conversation for over three minutes to begin with. Why don't anyone of them like me? You don't even like yourself, child. Who would? Is this paranoia tricking me again? No. This is your life speaking.

Lucy was relaxing in the bath, letting the steam overwhelm her while listening to the radio play some gentle music. The fragrance of the bath oils relaxed her, and she hoped this new milk bath worked for her skin before her big date with Natsu that weekend. She wanted to look her best for him. Whenever he nibbled on her skin, it made her feel sexy, and the feel of his hands sliding over her limbs or around her breasts heated her up. She wanted smooth skin that he would like so he would touch her more and more. Just as her fingers began to prune, she climbed out and toweled her body. She glanced into the mirror and giggled at the glowing skin.