Ramona was having a peaceful afternoon. She sat at the table, looking elegant in her black outfit and high heels. In front of her: one tray, one yellow cup, and one mission — drink tea like a queen.
She picked up the cup, took a sip, and smiled. “Ah, perfect,” she said.
Then she paused.
Without a word, she stood up and put on her pink coat. Not slowly — like a woman with a plan. A mysterious plan.
Next thing you know, she walked straight into the bathroom… with the coat on.
And what did Ramona do there?
She turned on the shower. Not for a bath. Oh no. She aimed the water at herself — legs, arms, back, everywhere!
Yes, coat included.
Yes, on purpose.
Yes, with a smile. ?
Water ran down her shiny black leggings. Her pink coat turned darker.
Ramona looked proud. Maybe this was a new laundry technique. Maybe she was training to be a spy. Or maybe… she just liked how it felt.
Once the wet fashion show was over, Ramona calmly walked back to the kitchen — soaked, stylish, unstoppable.
She sat back down, picked up the yellow cup, and took another sip of tea.
No big deal, just another wetlook afternoon.