'the cure'

Prompt #143

The silk sheets slipped under her touch and all of a sudden she was nervous. This wasn’t her room or her dormitory. Spinning around she tugged at the body beside her to try to decipher the face. She had no recollection of the night before until she looked over at the window to see a glass bowl floating in purple smoke. Maybe this wasn’t the first time this had happened.

// My loves, I’m sorry I’ve been so inactive recently! Exam season is upon us and there’s a few people in my life who are a little too toxic to cope with at the minute. //