(Take you somewhere else) You go home to shower. Someone arrives.

You head home to get a rest and freshen up before Anne arrives to pick you up for tonight. Your chest still aches too much for you to do much in the way of working out. You're glad you didn't have to rescue anyone, since moving the drinks machine back in place was enough exertion. You hope the ladies won't make too much of your bruise.

After a snack and some crash time on the couch, you look at the time. Later than you thought!

You get up to brush your teeth, shave and take a shower. Looking down at your chest, you see you have a mottled purple-red bruise right over the center of your chest. You swallow, wondering what sort of story you'll have to tell.

While you're finishing up, a knock comes on the door to your place.

"Come in, it's open!" you call out from the shower through the open bathroom door.