Chapter 5
I kick off my shoes, take a leak, wash my hands, vacuum, throw some Totino’s pizza rolls in the microwave, and check the kitchen island.
Doll—at Tony’s then working the night shift. Brought you a brownie. Miss you sweetheart. Xxoo, Ma
The pizza rolls explode but I eat their skins anyway, then wipe the cheese innards from the walls of the microwave and head to my room with my brownie and my sticky note.
I stuff the note in the jewelry box and the brownie in my mouth then change into some sweats and an oversized Nirvana T-shirt even though I don’t know a single one of their songs.
I aggressively refresh my email while I wait for the order confirmation to come through, but my eyes grow heavy, and I fall asleep, my laptop pressing into me like a heating pad.