Allie staggered into her room, yawning loudly. For the 24-year-old, it had been another long day, spent either studying or working low-paying jobs to pay the rent. And it sucked. Allie shook out her shaggy, dreadlocked brown hair and started getting ready for bed. Christ, what a day. And to think she had spent $4.99 on some weird pendant before getting home. Another five bucks down the drain - for what, really? For some goddamned long spiel the old guy had given her? She fingered the dreamcatcher pendant dangling in her cleavage. Wear it while you sleep. Sure, whatever.
Soon a shirt, trousers, and a white bra joined the growing pile in the corner of the room. Allie's room was a mess and she knew it. But after breaking up with her boyfriend of two years a few months ago, she had lost what little motivation she had left to keep things tidy. Now her room was accumulating unwashed laundry and trash, and her unwashed hair had formed thick dreadlocks. At least it impressed kids on the street. "Look mom, a Jamaican!" the girl had said. Allie smirked weakly and scratched her head. "I'll clean it tomorrow", she said out loud. A recurring refrain.
Allie looked at herself in the mirror. She was curvy. At least that's what she wrote in her online dating profile, which hadn't been updated in a long time. But altogether too much up top, and down there... She sighed and looked at the pendant in between her heavy breasts before pulling on a nightshirt and yawning. "Alright", she mumbled. "God I'm sleepy".
She was asleep the moment her head hit the pillow.