Relax at home, and then...

After a long and gruesome workday, Caitlyn opened the door to her apartment. She breathed a sigh of relief as her feet finally hit her home and she relaxed. At the same time, some stray thoughts wandered in her mind.

She had always been expectant to grow up, become an adult, have a job, move out of her mother’s house – be independent. Little did she know adult life was such a tiring way of living. Wasn’t it much easier back then compared to now?

She shook her head, “At least I don’t have to deal with a headache every day.”

However, a different kind of aching was bothering her now. It was both in her upper body and lower body.

She came out of her thoughts as cold water splashed against her face, her eyelids fluttering at the coldness and rousing her.

It was summer, with the sun glaring at everyone in the daytime. Naturally, she was also sweaty and hot and bothered by the heat. Taking a cold shower helped her deal with all those issues almost instantly.

Refreshed and cool now, her stomach growled, seeking attention and care – as well as something to be stuffed with.

“Let’s see…”

She opened and rummaged through the refrigerator, the cold air from it hitting against her face. As the sun had already gone down, the temperature was not that high either.

While she was not an amazing 5 star cook, she knew how to cook. It was all self taught from years of practice. It might be weird for her to do this herself, but she thought she was a really good cook.

She suddenly gasped, curses flowing from her mouth.

“Shit! I forgot to go to the supermarket.”

She knew she had run out of ingredients and needed to restock but it had completely slipped her mind.

“Sigh … Sad life of an adult.”

She continued her previous train of thoughts for a moment, before sighing and shaking her head.

It wasn’t really her fault – the events of the day had been shocking enough that they made her forget something as important as that. Yes, the wild events of the day … just thinking about them was already making her hot and bothered.

“Oh god! Why does it feel like I am horny 24/7?”

She wanted to curse at her libido, but her empty stomach and body, tired and devoid of energy, prevented her from doing that.

The nearest store was about a ten minute walk from her apartment. Thinking that she couldn’t be bothered to run to even there, she ultimately decided to settle with just a toast and tea.

Thankfully, she still had two last eggs left. She thought to leave one for the breakfast tomorrow, and took one out, slamming the door shut behind her.

And then she got to work, working that only consisted of making an omelet, boiling water, and sniffing the pleasant aroma of bread being cooked.

She didn’t have many expectations, after all, it was just bread.

“Delicious!”

However, an empty stomach worked wonders. Even a simple toast tasted great as she sat on the couch watching an exaggerated ghostbuster show running on TV. She watched the terrible actors on screen trying their best to act scared and terrified at the obviously fake scary scenarios.

It didn’t take long until she was full and satisfied, and already bored of the b rated show on the television.

She lurched forward, taking a hold of her smartphone from the table, almost as if she couldn’t wait – which she of course couldn’t.

She still remembered the username she had found out by risking her life…