Linda's POV
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"Morning, sweetheart."
I groan loudly, reaching for the glass of water on my nightstand I had filled last night, grabbing the two small painkillers and swallowing them down swiftly with some of the grainy tasting water. Sunlight poured from my window as my curtains were drawn back before I had woken up, blinding my eyes as I pulled myself up more to rest against my headboard.
"Hello, Joseph." My throat metaphorically gags as his name dissolves bitter in my mouth like painkillers when you bite into them accidentally. "I had fun last night." He told me with a smile before leaning in and kissing me softly. He tastes like oatmeal and toast. Just fine, but you're not sure if you actually like it anymore like when you were a teenager. "Me too. If only I hadn't had so much to drink, though. Head hurts like a bitch." I reply, rubbing my temples and slide out of bed to find simple office attire. "Y'know....you could just slip out of that and get in the shower with me." I rolled my eyes and stared at him coldly. "I have to get to work. You're already dressed anyway, and I'm not in the mood."
"Well, fine." He walked over to me and gave me a quick peck on the cheek and walked out. I rubbed my cheek free of his lip imprint, swiping my hand on my leg after to get the rest of it off. Soon the phone rang and I was in just my undergarments. "Shit." My feet bounce to the phone and I press my ear against it while balancing it on my shoulder.
"Hello?"
"Hi Lin'. Just wanted to check in on how you were doing recently." John said in his cute, nearly Scottish accent. "Joseph just left actually."
"I thought you broke up with him weeks ago. You said you were thinking about it." John's voice was laced with disappointment and concern. I sighed while un-buttoning my blouse to slip on. "That's what I thought too, but then the time kept not being right and I was gonna do it last night, but I got so nervous that I just ended up getting hammered and now I've got this massive headache. So I'll just have to think of another time. If I ever get the balls to do it." I ripped a skirt from my closet and put it on, while taking all of my frustrations out on it. I'll probably have to iron it later. "How about you do it tomorrow? That way you have time to plan and you have an ample amount of time to get into that mindset. Or if it was me I would probably just do it tonight to get it done with, but Stu's has informed me that it's a really impulsive decision and I've ruined moments in my life by doing that. I just would not think about it at work because it will distract you and then that's all you can think about."
"I'm not sure, John. I've been trying to do this for literal weeks now and it still hasn't happened. Meanwhile he sleeps with his secretary behind my back thinking that I don't notice the hickey marks that are nearly visible if he were to move his suit jacket. I'll stick it out until Halloween and see what I want to do then." My mouth blabs off and on as I slip on my everyday high heels and a blazer to match the skirt. John sighed hugely, making the hair in my ears stand up. "Linda, that's what, two months away? Y'know what, it's yer life, but don't say that I tried." "I gotta get to work, but, thanks for the help. I appreciate it millions of lives over." I tell him sincerely, setting the phone back on my bedside table and finally pulling my neck back into a normal position. "Any time, Lin'. Any time at all."
I walked into my compact bathroom and turn on the faucet, rubbing some icy water on my dry face. I quickly pat my face off with a hand towel before I walk back to my laundry basket and throw it in there to wash with my clothes later this week. I clip my slightly oily hair back and open one of my drawers and grab all of my makeup appropriate for an office setting. Concealer for my ever growing raccoon looking dark circles, powder to dry out my greasy pores, blush for the look of rosy cheeks.
