Playlist: Soap (Melanie Martinez)

Brielle

There are only so many ways one can say —you look fabulous, Hera. She has a curvy, slim figure to die for. She doesn't do it on purpose, I know, but I haul my sorry, perspiration clad, old t-shirt, sweat pants, and sneakers ass into my room on the pretext of unpacking more boxes.

The following day, I call my mom when I'm home from looking for a job. It's been a relatively unpeaceful day in the whole of Milan, Italy, not allowing me far too much time to think. The sun in this place is a killer.

I'm restless, nervous about the message I...