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Celia walked up the three flights of stairs to her apartment. She took the last few sips of her coffee, tossed the empty cup into a brown paper bag by the stove, and pulled the damp sweat shirt off. She filled the sink with cold water and liquid soap and threw in the shirt to soak out the fresh stain.

She walked into the bathroom and gasped out loud at her reflection. Never go to sleep without taking your makeup off. No mascara is better than these dark circles.

Vigorously, she rubbed her eyes and further smudged the mascara. She turned on the water and stepped into the shower.