Nora trudged inside the bathroom, pushing it open with one hand. She yawned as she walked in and stretched her arms behind her back as she walked towards a mirror. Gods she looked horrific. She took off the purse at her side and set it on a sink counter, zipping it open. She had stayed up till 4 a.m reading a new book she had gotten called Throne of Glass and dear gods how she loved the main character Celaena Sardothien. An assassin who doesn't take no sh*t and adores fashion, now that's a girl she'd want to love for eternity. Too bad she was fictional. With a sigh she began to wash her face, the face wash foaming as she scrubbed, and washed it off. She dried off her face with a small towel and began to comb her hair to silky perfection. As a daughter of Aphrodite of course it's expected of her to make sure she looked beautiful to the most extent but as her own person it was more important to care for herself. So what she liked makeup and cared for her appearance? She just hated how some campers just saw Aphrodite girls as 2 dimensional girly-damsel in distresses-who only cared about themselves. Ugh, it just aggravated her.
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