Chapter One - Umbrellas & Ads
--3 1/2 weeks later--
The commute from work has always been long and rather dull. The rain has never helped it at all. I didn't like it, any of it. Walking down the swampy road in new shoes and some whimsy umbrella. That's not how I would classify safe, at all. I see it more as a death sentence for the fashionable of the city. Which sadly included myself.
Though I didn't like the rain, the walk to work, or umbrellas I didn't complain out loud. There was no point.
So here I am, walking home from work. Well not to my true home. Now I am with Maggie my best friend at her small apartment on the east side.
It's a nice apartment, compared to my old one. I used to share a beautiful two bedroom apartment with my ex fiancee on the better side of town. I really miss that apartment. So my life has cut back on being glamorous or anything. At least I have my health, or that's what they all say.
Though Maggie and her boyfriend Jack won't her me complaning.
So I deal with the extra 10 minute walk from work. I deal with the crowded apartement. Maggie's two poodles, Ann and Philip. I deal with cutting back on all my stuff. I deal with my job. I deal with all of it.
Maybe I should contuine with my story. Instead of complaning like I am.
I walked down the busy and rainy New York City streets. I kept myself focused on the comfy sofa that I was heading towards. It was a simple sofa, brown patchwork and red accent pillows. There were a few holes here and there, but it was still pretty damn comfy. Though this rain wasn't helping me at all.
I found myself walking into each and every deep puddle there was. I though kept walking, thinking that there may be a chance I can salvage my boots.
After many minutes of my cursing to the sky above I arrived back to the 'fort'.
Though my cursing didn't stop there. I already knew that the elevator was broken, still. For me this meant that I had a 10 story climb to my floor in wet soggy new boots. An equation that makes the sofa more amazing.
I let out a heavy and deep breath as I looked up the stairwell. Was this really how this day was going to end? I closed my eyes for a second as I placed my umbrella in it's pocket located on my bag. Yes this was exactly how my day was going to end.
It took me forever to climb up all those stairs. I would have to estimate about a 20 minute climb to my floor. I was worn out. My mind was beyond the sofa, now it was on the bed. The bed was simple too. Metal rail bed, spring mattress, small pillows, thick heavy sheets. This bed is so damn comfy though.
I quickly unlocked the door, and rushed in slipping off my shoes as I walked. I walked right past the living room where Maggie and Jack were sitting snuggled on the sofa.
Well I'm glad I stopped thinking about that sofa.
"Liz is that you?" Maggie pipped up as I walked into my bedroom.
"Yep." I replied simply as I threw my boots towards my bed. As quickly as I could I was taking off my coat. That too I tossed aside.
Almost there, almost. Just need to hurry and get into my pajamas.
"Liz." Maggie's voice called as I began to dig through my dresser for my pajamas. I ignored her. All I want at this moment is my bed.
"Liz!" Maggie yelled as I turned around to her. She stood in the center of my doorway. Jack was standing in the backround. He was wearing his pajamas too. It's not weird for all of us anymore. Only because Jack adores Maggie.
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Poems and Other Stuff {including plot bunnies}
FanfictionSome poems I wrote a while back. A few stories that I started but later didn't really like. Though I didn't want to get rid of them, for later use. And some other stuff. Yep-
