It is early in the morning. Paula wakes up to Conan Grey singin "Heather". " Ahhh", she thinks, " Nothing is better than waking up to this beautiful song".
She reaches out to her left, expecting a familiar slim form. But, to her surprise, she touches the bedsheets. She opens her eyes; Michael is not there.
"Huh", she thinks, scratching her head in confusion, " Michael is always the one sleeping way longer than me (probably because of his sleeping pill addiction), I better go search for him." SHe goes into every room in their house, but she can not find her husband anywhere. "MICHAEL?", she shouts, "WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?"
No response
Now she is really scared. She decides to call him.
"Michael? Can you hear me?"
"HEE HEEE"
"Michael, I am very worried about you. Why are you not at home?"
"AH, ANNIE, ARE YOU OK?"
"Wait, you are at Annies? THAT SLUT???"
"JAMONA HEE HEE"
" ALright that is enough I am going there right now!"
She hangs up and immediatly puts on her sweater and coat (it is the 3rd of December after all), and hurrys to Annies house on her bike.
