Her long hair danced behind her back as she walked down the corridors of the hospital, her gait, almost regal. She stood next to her colleague, and almost barked out orders her voice dripping with disdain. Not that she was senior to him in any way but that would be what a regular bystander would assume. Her face masked not an iota of arrogance that she exuded, her chin up, her aquiline nose giving her a royal look. She was not popular for everyone knew of her vain personality, and even talked about it behind her back. But being narcissistic as she was, she didn't have the slightest idea. To her, the world was her playground and the people, her players. It mattered not what others thought as long as they did as they were told. She wasn't unattractive going by her looks, but her sheer haughtiness served as deterrent to the fragile male egos not used to being bossed around...
Yes she was who she was and rather proud of it too.
~Purple Mist
PS: This description is based on someone I know in real life.
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