door and quickly entered. my hands were freezing, but the warmth of the house warmed them up instantly. i threw my bag on the couch, but it rolled over onto the hard floor. i picked it up, and put it back on the couch, making sure that this time it would stay there.
i ran to the bathroom and started washing my hands. the lavender soap filled the small room with a refreshing smell. drops of water fell from my fingers, as i reached for the orange towel hanging on the hook. i dried my hands and ran upstairs to my room, to change into more comfortable clothes. the fluffy, light 