Get up and get ready for your audition

"It was just a dream.", you mumble to yourself. You've had sexual dreams before, but nothing quite like this. It has left you quite flustered.

Still feeling a little horny, you head into the bathroom and take care of your needs before you get dressed and ready for your job interview. You have been dreading this moment. You don't like job interviews; having to show your best side in a **** effort to make yourself seem desirable to some uncaring employer.

Still. it can't be much worse than the soul crushing experience of working at that grocery store. When you first started working there, it didn't seem too bad, but after a few weeks the monotony quickly started weighing on you. You probably should have looked for new work first before quitting, especially since the risk of getting kicked out of your apartment due to late rent is now leaving you in a **** position. You can only hope the interview goes well and that you're able to get the job. Being an actress sounds way more up your alley.

Finishing breakfast, you take a quick look in the mirror to make sure you're presentable. Then finish up getting ready. You keep glancing at your clock; knowing the next bus will be leaving in a few minutes. Luckily the bus stop is right outside your apartment. The reason that you're waiting until the last moment is mostly because you'd hate to run into your landlord on the way out. The man had been trying to reach you for days, probably in order to remind you that the rent was late again.

You wait until the last minute until you slip out the front door and practically run down the stairs and out onto the street. When you reach the bus stop you can already see the bus approaching. The ride itself is about half an hour long and pretty uneventful, and you can't help but spent the time trying to think of all the ways the interview could go disastrously wrong.

The bus crosses the city center until it reaches a more downbeat, deteriorating area on the other side of town. Just a mere look out of the window makes you have second thoughts about this whole thing.

You reach your stop, and get ready to leave the bus.

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