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Swiftly, I ran for the bathroom. Noticing the clock's hands, it was already 6:00pm. Gosh darn it, my date's at 7:00! Opening the door to the small bathroom within my apartment, I took off my clothes, and just ran right into the shower. I wouldn't want to be late on my first date, he could be the one, and I don't want to let him go. The water rushed down my skin, and my brain spun around, pondered and thought about what could happen on my first date. Maybe he'll pick me up on his limo, and we'll dine by the sea at the night, then he'll bring me to his house, and show me around, up until we reach the bedroom, where we start to kiss as I- WAIT, Chiyo, what the hell are you thinking of, get your mind straight!
With that behind me, I quickly dashed out of the shower, and started blow drying my hair. I mean, most girls would run for a towel, but I'm used to being alone, and I'm pretty ok walking around my bathroom naked, I would just then grab a towel as I went out. Well, my bathroom is pretty compact, yet it gives me the feeling of security, so I guess I'm fine, even though its pretty dirty right now, I'd better clean up soon, speaking of cleaning up, as soon as I dried my hair, I threw the clothes I was wearing down the clothes chute. Yes, apparently my apartment is wealthy enough to install these chutes that leads directly into the washing room on the first floor, I need to do laundry when I get home. Oh crap, I just remembered, my dress, its still in the washing room, I hope its dry by now. I better pick it up.
I made my way out of my bathroom and into my bedroom. My apartment is pretty small, just a three-room apartment, kitch/dinning room, a bedroom, and my cozy bathroom. I made my way to the dresser, get something on, and pick uo my dre-
oh hell no....
NOTHING!?
No towels, shorts, sweater, NO NOTHING!
