I lay on the sofa, and after the experience I had yesterday, I was exhausted and drunk.
I stood and walked straight to the kitchen. Well, I need cold water. It can at least calm me a bit. I entered the kitchen and opened the fridge, I sighed seeing them all fixed, I opened the little drawer in the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water, I opened the cap and drank half a bottle in a gulp.
I returned to my room and jumped on the bed, I have nothing doing, should I just be going to work and have some bitch to fuck, I will waste my time here doing nothing after all.
I entered the bathroom as the shower poured on my body. I felt relaxed seeing the water washy and clean. I need this. I sat on the floor as the water kept pouring into my body. I should have used the tub instead, sheesh.
