She fell

She takes a step back. Then another. Her heel catches on the edge of the rug.

She stumbles, arms flailing, and lands hard on the floor with a muffled thump. Her tube top shifts, barely containing her, and she lets out a sharp gasp—more from surprise than pain.

She lies there for a moment, staring at the ground, mortified.

"...Fuck."

She whispers it to the empty air, praying Chad didn't wake up, praying Joe didn't hear the thud from the bedroom. She stays frozen on the floor, heart pounding, too afraid to look toward the couch.