Just a traditional Monday

After Mrs. Anderson's red lace lingerie left, Connor soon crashed on the couch where he had done the deed with them until the morning when he suddenly heard his phone alarm blaring from his room.

"*Gasp* I'm up! I'm up!" Connor said immediately waking up. "Huh, why am I on the couch?" Connor said rubbing his eyes and confused.

He then looked at the wall clock right above the hallway entrance and noticed he only had 15 minutes to get to his morning class.

"Oh, shoot! I'm gonna be late!" Connor said running to his room, quickly getting changed, and grabbing his things.

Upon running downstairs he encountered Mrs. Anderson going up.

"Good Morning, Connor." she said with a sincere smile.

"Good Morning, Mrs. Anderson! Sorry gonna be late for class!" he said in a hurry.

"Oh my, good luck!" she said waving goodbye at him.

After sprinting as hard as he could, Connor arrived only 15 minutes late with the professor only giving him a small glance as he entered. Luckily for him the professor was also still just recapping the last lecture with everyone giving dead-fish eye stares. Now that he was settled down, Connor tried to recall the events of last night.

"Why was I on the couch?" Connor asked himself.

Suddenly the events of last night began rushing through his head from removing the batteries to his doorbell to seeing the red lace lingerie leave.

"That had to be a dream. I mean clothes, let alone underwear doesn't just move on its own." he scoffed. "It felt so real though...I mean that was a dream, right?" Connor said second guessing himself.

"Okay, everyone! Before we start today's lesson make sure to pass up your 5 page homework assignment that I assigned on Friday!" the professor said.

"Oh, please tell me at least that wasn't a dream!" Connor said searching through his backpack.

After all his classes ended for the day he headed back to the apartment around the time it was getting dark.

"...it's ridiculous. Clothes aren't alive and that's final!" Connor said mumbling to himself as he got to his apartment room.

As Connor entered his apartment, he saw the stains on the couch from the night before.

"*Sigh* You know what? Maybe I'll just workout to get my mind off all of this." Connor said dropping off his things, changing to some workout clothes, and heading towards the apartment gym.

Upon entering he saw that the lights were already turned on.

"Huh, that's weird. I wonder who else is working out right now." Connor said closing the door.

As he walked more inside he then saw a pink seamless racerback sports bra and accompanying black leggings using an elliptical without a wearer.