She ran a hand through her single ponytail, still lost in her thoughts. They had stopped for the night in a small bed and breakfast, each of them taking a room for themselves.
She sat on her bed, thinking about her relationship with Ash. As time had gone by, she had started to acquire a fondness for Ash, but didn’t seem to be getting any in return. More than a couple years had passed now, but she had found that she really hadn’t changed in her looks. Before it didn’t bother her, but as her interest in Ash grew, so did her desire to look better for him, and to finally get his attention. Continue reading