Excitement in various forms

So, continuing last week's Disney character theme, I decided to use some of the words I was given last week for today.

Cindy

Words compliments of my friend, Julie.

Disney character: Cinderella

emotion: excited

5 words:

cookie

flower

time

thankfulness

friend

*********************************************************

Cinderella threw open the door.

And immediately thought she would vomit. 

The stench in the room hit her like a ton of bricks. It smelled like old pizza. Mold. A dead cat. And a pre-k boys’ bathroom.

She turned to Prince. “Are you kidding?”

He peered over the jumbled mess of room . “I haven’t had a chance to clean.”

“What, since freshman year?”

He grinned sheepishly. “This semester is kicking my tail.”

His eyes darted from the room to her. Poor guy. He was taking 18 hours this semester, and trying to prep for his MCAT’s. He really didn’t have time to clean.

She took a step in the room, something crunching under her. She lifted her foot and brushed off crumbs of a chocolate chip cookie so old, she wondered if it was from the batch she made him over Fall Break.

Which was 5 weeks ago.

Laundry lay in piles so high she couldn’t see the chairs it sat on. Good heavens, how did he know what was clean and what wasn’t? She glanced at the navy Auburn shirt he had on, and wondered how long it’d been since he washed it. Papers littered the floor. No wonder he had a hard time finding his notes. And from the remnants of plates and cups scattered across various furniture, there was probably an entire eight-place-setting of dishes in this room alone.

Her heart hammered inside her, and she bounced on her toes. “When can I start?” She looked up to Prince.

Thankfulness oozed from his expression. “Really? It’s so bad.”

“Are you kidding? This will be so much fun!”

He laughed and threw an arm around her. “You are so weird. But you are the best girlfriend and sweet as a flower, and I love you for putting up with me.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead. “I gotta go. Library’s open until 10 tonight, so I probably won’t leave until then.”

She nodded, half hearing him and half making a list. She’d need supplies. Cleaner. Rags. Dustcloth. Great stars, this was going to be fun.

Prince left and she darted to the kitchen and grabbed a trash bag. Once back to his room, she got back to work, humming a song, her heart near giddy. This room was a disaster, and it was a wrong she was going to right. She definitely needed some Lysol wipes. And some essential oils and her diffuser for sure. Gah, it smelled like dead boys in here. And a vacuum, for when she finally found the floor…