Chapitre 1: i.
– The morning was foggy outside her window.
When Irene woke up that morning, she made sure to finish reading her checking her daily to-do list before crawling out of bed and proceed to her morning routines. In the few moments before she shut the door and the water started running, faint, happy notes flew softly as she hummed a familiar tune.
It was quite unusual to expect her to be in such a good mood after late nights of overwhelming and tiring schedules of non-stop training and practicing in the studio.
"Don't you have a schedule to attend to today?" Her young members asked, as they greeted her once she arrived at the dining room. "You seem quite happy today," the youngest member pointed out.
"Yes, I do," Irene nodded her head. "I just felt that today was going to be a good day, I guess." She smiled.
Ignoring the teasing smiles that her members were giving her, she just continued grinning while preparing their meals. Soon, the aroma of breakfast invaded the room.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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