Wait for her

The outfit moved in unison, like someone invisible was wearing it, but nobody was. It looked around the bathroom, inspected underneath her sink, and observed some floating objects in the bathroom which already knew to be quiet. Her white leather winter gloves were the last addition to the outfit, also sliding underneath the doorway. They met under the sleeves of the jersey and became part of the outfit.

Behind Ava, some of her hair care products even hovered around her while she closed her eyes but quickly returned to their spots when she reopened them, amusing themselves just to fuck with her.

Ava continued her business as usual. She lathered up her hair, rinsed, conditioned her hair, rinsed, then used her body sponge to scrub all around her body. She finally turned around in the shower for one final rinse, and turned off the water, wiping her face from water in her eyes. She pulled open the curtain and raised her head to see her basketball outfit tapping its shoe on the floor and looking dissatisfied.

Her scream didn’t last long, as her slipper that she put on the counter flew over and shoved itself in her mouth. She tried to grab at it, but the cloth slipper had collapsed itself and shoved itself fully in her mouth, making her gag and hold her hand on her mouth in shock. She then locked onto the next problem, her outfit.

The headband shook back and forth as if it didn’t approve. Ava almost fell backwards while trying to reenter her shower, hoping to gain distance between the outfit. It was in vain though, because the shower curtain shoved Ava forward. She yelped as the outfit clutched her and forcefully dragged her out of the bathroom, eager to get a move on.