Ok, number 1 from this post.
I have multiple endings for each bullet point.
- Beneath the wrinkled bed sheet lay the rest of my dreams limp and cold much like his love for me.
- Beneath the wrinkled bed sheet under the comfort of my disorganised clutter, I stayed hidden, silent. It didn’t take long before the thunderous knock came at my door forcing me to quit my cherished weekend ritual. I hesitated out from under the chaos and sat up momentarily. The footsteps were lingering in the corridor.
Oh for crying out loud! I fumed and pushed out of bed.