75. Mirror-
Meg awoke slowly next to Natasha, detangling herself from Nat's arms.
She jumped off the bed, but before she could leave the room she caught a glimpse of herself in Natasha's mirror and stopped.
She turned slowly to the reflective glass and tugged silently on her dark blue hair, missing the long length and the deep brown color, which she never thought she would miss.
Her eyes shone like reflective bike safety lights, and to her displeasure, betrayed her brokenness in front of her.
Her black angel wings drooped showing her sadness, and she looked at her clothes.
A dark blue and light blue striped camisole and black short shorts.
She didn't recognize the little girl in front of her.
She didn't think she ever would.
A little depressing. Also short. But there's more!