You have a free day and spend it lounging in your apartment, not really planning to do much of anything, just casually enjoying yourself. The last few days have been hectic and so you stayed in bed at your leisure, but got up a while ago and had breakfast even though it’s pushing lunch time.
Your phone is in your hand and you check for new messages, but again there are none. You’ve been a major brat to your playmate of choice for a few days now, feeling rather secure because of the distance between you and the fact you won’t see him for another month. But apparently you’ve annoyed him a bit too much, there was no message waiting for you after waking up and even though you keep checking your phone, you plan to let him cool off on his own terms, a chill running down your spine as you imagine the consequences if he was around.
You laze around on your couch, checking social media, all in all not being very productive when the doorbell rings.
You’re not really dressed to entertain, as you didn’t expect anyone. Hastily you pull on a blouse you find first and some shorts. The doorbell rings again and you hasten to your door.