ShamelessPride

 Yvette sat idly on the balcony, continuing to oversee the waking of society as busy people crossed the streets and sidewalks to get from one gigantic building to another. She could still get quite the view of the city despite the distance that Les Chateaux Monet stood from the rest of the other massive towers that dotted the skyline. Pressed up against the cool metal of the railing, her soft pale hands rested on her belly. The round, protruding orb, having shrunk the tiniest bit since she had overindulged at breakfast, continued to bubble and churn softly with the sounds of digestion as time passed. Her carnation-tinted nightgown felt snug