Three Heartburn
Sienna
Groaning, I slam the snooze button on my alarm and roll back over, burying my face in my pillow. I don’t care what time the world thinks it is, it’s too damn early for me. My head throbs and my mouth is so dry I feel like I slept in the desert, so surely no one expects me to be a human right now.
What the hell did I do last night?
Vaguely, I recall Lydia coaxing me into a third bottle of wine somewhere between Sex Drive and How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days. Why do I always end up hungover when I hang out with her? On a work day, no less.
I really need to get my shit together.
Pushing myself up, I crawl out of bed and stumble toward the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth. It doesn’t do much to wake me up, but it’s days like this I’m thankful I work from home. The ache in my head promises to make data analysis a real bitch. The last thing I need is to go face an office full of IT guys who wouldn’t know fun if it body slammed them wearing a coconut bra.
My coffee brews too slowly as I browse some of the emails I got late last night. Everything is so urgent. Matt needs this report and Mike needs that one. Alecia needs to know if I heard back from Amy yet.
God, there has to be more to life than this.
Needing a second to compose myself and get my brain working again, I grab my phone to open TikTok and stop when I see a notification I haven’t gotten before. Lock )
Also, I dare you to call me ma’am to my face. That’s the worst insult you’ve thrown at me so far.
Congrats on being accident free — I’m sure your cellmate is very proud.
With... something,
Sienna
An option pops up once I send the message to share my phone number with him, so I click “yes” before I can talk myself out of it.
There. I don’t care if he responds or calls or not, but hopefully I gave him enough to keep him entertained for a moment. All this is doing is reminding me how awful I am at flirting with people and why I’ve been single for so long. Either way, it doesn’t look like that will be changing anytime soon.