Pintu Kamar Mandi Putih Novels & Stories

I reminded myself to furnish that room anyways. I could not close my mouth, because I was in literal awe at the moment. This room was a mixture of luxury, art and comfort. The walls were pure white—in honesty, I had no clue why Dice was so obsessed with white paint when he only had grey and black clothing alone, himself. There were a couple of paintings and a few stickers on the wall, highlighting the paint. There were a couple of our pictures too. They had been taken during public events and Dice had framed them, only to put them up in his home in Paris.

Is there any part of this palace that doesn’t scream opulence? Blinding white marble assaults my eyes and makes me stand out like a sore thumb. Across the room, three illuminated steps lead to a sunk-in bathtub surrounded by glass-encased candles, accented by a charcoal marble backdrop surrounding an electric fire behind a large glass screen, yet still managing to fill the room with its warmth, creating a warm ambience. To my right is a long marble slab with two matching sinks with gold fixtures in front of a wide counter-to-ceiling mirror that faces two glass doors. The glass doors are divided by a marble wall, with the first glass door enclosing a very minimalistic-looking toilet, but on t

' I shrieked and stared at the place in awe. The bathroom was in adorable rainbow colors, the colors blended in so well with each, that it almost looked unbelievable. Two white sinks over on top of a counter made of colorful tiles and a silver bathtub seated at one corner of the bathroom. At another end was a pretty gold glass stall with gold bench and shelves that had numerous bath products of both male and female, toothbrushes and three air conditioners. At another side were stark colored towels, neatly folded into the silver shelves, while the wet one hung down a long hot pink rail. Cherry on top, there was a urinal next to the abso-goddamn-lutely astonishing toilet!

It kinda stung at the thought. Sighing, I locked the door as well and turned around before my legs stopped moving. This bathroom is larger than some of the huts I used. There was two vanities. Not double vanities but two separate vanities. Like a girl and a guts section. Black and white marble lined the floors. The vanities were a dark green color with white marble. The female side had lights around the mirror with minor stuff. Waylons side was pretty basic for a man. The shower was floor to ceiling marble. Same as the floor with a his and hers rain style shower head. There were jets on either side.

This one has the moon in various phases in a circle on the chest. Walking into the bathroom I find that it is absolutely gorgeous. I am not sure how she had this all done since she has been in hiding but it is open and airy with plants in various locations. The main color them is white with a little bit of a grey trim. The plants are all air purifiers that thrive in humid environments. Everything is practical and has a purpose but it is beautiful in it's simplicity.

Just then, a door opened and closed and an orotund and disembodied voice yelled in the living room, "Moooom! Have you seen my white shirt?" The Delta female scrunched her face in confusion before speaking. "You have over twenty white shirts, do you really expect me to know the white shirt you're looking for?" She yelled back and Heidi giggled. "Ugh. Mom, there's eggshell white, ghost white, coconut white, ivory white, snow white, baby powder white, cloud white, glacial ice white, moon white, cornsilk white, and so on," a teenage boy appeared in the kitchen giving a face to the thick voice.

“We don’t personalize our rooms much but we put our schedule up on the whiteboards so we can keep track of what we need to do. We all study in the main area and try to keep it quite so we can all concentrate. We usually have all our team meeting up here as well because it’s away from the ears. Let me show you the bathroom and how we operate in it. We have a schedule and times for each person to shower.” He leads me to the last door in my row near the entrance. There are 4 doors inside on one end of the bathroom and on the other end there are 5 basins with mirrors in front of them. The wall between the sinks and the doors is lined with towels and nameplates above the towels. He opens each doo

he whistled looking around. The room Pidge was living in was a tiny room of girl with a single bed, small vanity with an old two doors cupboard. The paint was offwhite in colour and there was a door on the left for the washroom.

Lucian blurted out as he stared at his bathroom; he almost mistook it for a queen's chamber. The bathroom was a serene sanctuary, adorned in soothing tones of blue and white. The walls, painted in a calming shade of sky blue, reflected the soft morning light that seeped in through a frosted window, casting a gentle glow across the room. The floor, tiled in pristine white, felt cool beneath Lucian’s feet as he stepped inside.

The hallway led to a series of doors, each opening to a different part of the house, but Ethan knew the first door on the right was his destination. He pushed the door open to reveal a bathroom that embodied minimalist perfection. The walls was painted olive green, with large, rectangular tiles that gleamed under the warm light. A single floating vanity, crafted from black marble, held a rectangular sink. Above it hung a frameless mirror, its edges backlit to create a soft, ambient glow. The only adornment on the vanity was a small potted plant, its green leaves adding a touch of life to the space.