Syahatas_bad_day_v1_0_5 Guide

She reached for her water bottle, a sleek, insulated steel cylinder she had just bought. As she twisted the cap, the lid slipped from her fingers. It hit the desk, bounced once, twice, and then performed a perfect parabolic arc toward her keyboard.

The rain began to fall, heavy and cold.

Splosh.

Outside, the sky was a bruised purple, threatening rain. The universe was testing her again. syahatas_bad_day_v1_0_5