Slow Motion

•Work Nightmare•

When I'm done with work I'm so tired I don't even bother to pick up hair dye. I instead just go home.

Im currently walking up the familiar staircase and when I reach my floor I run straight into someone. "Sorry" I mumble straightening out my clothes and rubbing my head.
"No it was my fault I'm so sorry " they say. Huh? Why did they sound so familiar. I look up and there's Taylor.
"No it was mine I was so tired from work I was walking with my eyes half closed" I tell him.
This makes him laugh a little which make me laugh too.

"So work was that bad huh?" He asks leaning against the railing that looked over the stairs.
"Yeah was one of the worst days I have ever had" I sigh

"I'm sorry days like that suck. If you want to talk about it I got nothing better to do" he offers. I think for a minute, I was tired but some company would be nice right now.
"Sure, but can we talk in private and not right here where everyone can hear my horrible work story?" I ask. He smiles "yeah that fine. Is my place okay?" He questions. "Mmh" I mumbled smiling at him.

We walk back to his place and he unlocks his door allowing both of us to walk in. There are some boxes sitting on the floor but for the most part everything looks somewhat unpacked. He leads me over to his couch and we take a seat.
"So why was work so bad today?"he questions looking over to me.
"Well it was going to a bad day right from the start. We were packed to the brim when I got there and to make matters worse we were down a waitress. So I was going to be running my ass off more than I ever had and trust me I did, but anyways we were running a little behind which made the already hungry customers irritated. I'm talking cussing me out irritated. Some even got up and left because they were so angry. So that made my day kinda suck but it only gets worse. I slipped running to the kitchen and hit my head on the counter. Then shortly after that I spilt a couple of drinks on the floor and to top it all off some guy kept trying to get my number and freaked out on me when I told him to leave" I vent completely frustrated. He looks at me with understanding eyes and slowly reaches over touching my hand. "I'm really sorry you didn't deserve any of that" he apologized.
  I nod my head and lean into his couch fighting the urge to fall asleep. He moves closer to me letting go of my hands but slouching back like I was. I sigh and stay there not wanting to move.
  I can feel my eyes starting to close so I sit directly up again.

"Thanks for letting me vent, but I'm really tired I think I'm gonna head back to my place take a nap" I say going to get up. "You sure, your welcome to stay here" he affirms sitting up like I was. I think for a moment
"Um well maybe I can for a few more minutes" I concur. He smiles a little and gets up heading towards the kitchen. He grabs himself a water and offers me one but I tell him no. I wasn't thirsty as the restaurant allowed us to have free pop from the fountain during our shifts.
  He drinks some of his water and then sits back on the couch with me. I glance around taking in his apartment. The walls had been painted a pastel green and fake vines lining the top of them. In one corner of the living room he had a shelf with woven bins and small trinkets on top. In the middle of the room was a coffee table and tv directly in front of it. A few boxes where still laying next to it but the room still looked nice.

I look over at him and he is staring at me. I grin at him and he turns his head away his cheeks tinting pink. This makes me smile more and I look away because I can feel my face heating up.
"So how was your day?" I ask

"Honestly not bad but I didn't do much" He laughs.

"Well at least it was better than mine" I say giggling a little. He nods his head and takes another drink of his water.
"I would give you a grand tour but honestly my place is still only half ass unpacked" he tells me.
"It's fine you just moved in I don't have an excuse for why mines a mess" I point out.

"Yeah I guess not huh" he remarks.

I rub my head noticing how tired I was. "Ok I think I'm going to go before I accidentally pass out on you couch" I tell him getting up.
"Ok I will walk you out" he replies. I go to remind him that I live right across from him, but honestly I think he still would have walked me out.
"Uh I guess I will see you later" I say walking to my door.

"Ok yeah see ya" he replies.

I walk in tossing my things down. I was tired but it was only 3:30 so I wasn't going to nap when I would be going to sleep in a couple hours.
  I head to my bathroom and go take shower because I probably smelt like grease or pancakes which is not what I want.
  I quickly wash up and get out as I was hungry. I make my way into my room and throw on the first pair of pajamas I can find. I didn't really care.

After all that I grab my phone and order myself a pizza.
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My doorbell rings and I grab my money and pay for my food. I then head to my couch propping up my feet and eating a slice of the delicious pizza. I turn on my tv and watch it while I eat.
When I'm finished I put the extra pieces in the fridge and head to my bed barely awake. I toss my covers over my body and close my eyes immediately drifting off to sleep...