The other day I reblogged a post about collecting detail and I meant to write the challenge it but haven’t got the chance to here it goes….
The woman sat across the study, seem unfazed by the computer screen. She stared at it for a few seconds before lazily hold onto the mouse and slowly dragged the pointer to close all the tabs on its operating system. Then she turned to her left, positioned herself to get comfortable and sat there in silence. She felt the air in the room, slightly hot and humid, made her back sweats a bit and her hands slightly moist. But she doesn’t mind. The lion-colored lights from above made her skin glimmers, and her eyes sore.
Then she remembered why she was there, to write the last letter before her passing. Someone sat where she is.