Literature
Nothing Will Ruin Today BBCSherlock/Reader/?
The morning swirled, a smile painted upon her canvas face. Clouds made way for the sun to beam through on the fine morn, leaving everyone in a good, bubbly mood on the fine Saturday morning, 11:00am. The scent of caffeine blew into _____'s nostrils, waking her up instantly. She rubbed her eyes and jumped out the bed, an outburst which shocked her once resting cat. It screeched and fled out of the room, a success for _____.
"Damned cat." She sneered, chuckling darkly. The pristine-white room was tided and she jumped into the cooling water, the droplets soothing her sciatica. Lathering the soap, her hair would've been scented a nice peach and m