A strong floral scent hangs heavily in the stale air, making it almost hard to breath in the confining room. The king sized bed is neatly made, the lavendar and pink botanic bead spread is tucked neatly beneath the pillows and barely brushes the deep green carpeting.
There is a small end table near the window, where the bulky drapes hang matching the bedspread perfectly down the very last pink tulip. A sheer curtain denies the outsiders a full view of the room, but the occupant can see well enough out to the walk way. The wall unit air conditioner blows cool air into the stuffy room, gently rustling the drapes.
As you can see, I didn't get very far in my 15 minutes today...brain blockage, I suppose. I worked on my math class for a good hour and a half before doing my writing, I guess it sucked all of my creativity from me. Tomorrow will be better.
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