Personal Branding

"For the love of Christ, just go to sleep, Stellar," the lady herself angrily whispered, chastising her reflection in the bathroom mirror.

She was always a heavy sleeper, but that night, drowsiness forgot to knock her out.

It was four in the morning, and up until she went to use the bathroom, she laid down on the unfamiliar bed with eyes wide open.

Pointing a finger to the mirror, she accused herself, "You weren't acting up like this in Hong Kong! What if you wake up Holden with all your twisting and turning on the bed."

The brief stare down didn't last long when a soft knock rapped on the door.

"Star?"

"Comiiing."

Stellar closed her eyes. As she stood by the door, she bumped her head on the wood, wishing it would give her enough blow to fall asleep.

When she finally mustered the courage to face Holden, she stepped out of the bathroom with a pout on her face.