Lake was settling into his new apartment nicely. His internal clock was used to waking him up early, so he was seated on a stool at the kitchen window, holding a steaming cup of coffee.
He had underestimated just how empty his days would become now that he was out of a job.
For the first time, his complete lack of friends was glaring, and he could only watch television shows for so long.
And other than simple meals, he hadn't been able to bring himself to bake or make anything elaborate.
There was something to be said about having too much time on your hands because it made it much more difficult to get tasks done.
So to break the monotony, he would be making a shopping trip that morning.
Maybe doing something different would change the impending loneliness up ahead.
Lake made a quick breakfast of scrambled eggs and bacon, choosing a clothing store at random and taking a cab there.
