Will you ever learn?

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Sorry that only now an update comes. I had a midterm exam in statistics today. Long, dramatic story summarized, nothing came up that I knew, and that was the worst 20 minutes this semester. Can't wait for the final.

Maya

"I'm going to take a quick shower," I said to my girlfriend as we entered, now our, apartment. Together we went into the living room, where there were quite a few moving boxes. In the middle of all the chaos, my best friend was sitting on our couch. In one hand she held her smartphone, in the other a cup, possibly filled with tea, and under her feet was a hot water bottle. Mindlessly, she scrolled back and forth on the screen. "Carina?" I asked at room volume as I made my way through the chaos. "Carina?" I repeated as I stood directly in front of her. "Hmmh?" she hummed. Cautiously, I looked around the room. "Weren't you going to help Charlotte unpack?" "Yes." she replied to me without her eyes leaving the glowing screen. "And what happened to that?" I continued to ask. "Nothing. You see." "And why?" She didn't answer me. "Hello?" I asked after a short while. "Urghhh, Maya, what do you want from me? I had better things to do. Besides, I was afraid I'd find your girlfriend's dildos in the boxes." replied Carina, annoyed by now.

I eyed her and said nothing more. In the corner of my eye, I saw Charlotte shake her head and disappear into the kitchen. "Are you cold?" I asked, nodding toward her feet. She shook her head. "My feet hurt and heat always helps." Her answers were short and uninterested. "Okay, I'm going to take a shower, I smell like smoke and fire." I said after realizing Carina had no interest in talking to me further. I sighed and disappeared into my room.

When I got to my room, I stumbled right in front of the bed on a thong. This got tangled between my feet, so I had to hold onto the bed to keep from falling. Angrily, I bent down and picked up the white thong and threw it on Charlotte's side of the bed. After that I continued my way to my closet. From the closet I took a pair of gray shorts, fresh boxers, and a white tshirt to sleep in.

In the bathroom I pulled my tshirt and sports bra over my head at the same time. After mastering this, I took off my pants and boxers. All my dirty clothes I threw into the hamper, which was right behind the door. Before getting into the shower, I stretched so that my spine started to crackle in various areas. I exhaled with relief and entered the glass box. There I turned on the shower, and waited for the water to warm. As I moved slightly in the shower to avoid the cold stream. I noticed that the floor was slightly slippery. When I finally stood under the stream of water, I jerked forward because the water was much too hot. As I took a step forward, I lost my grip and my foot slipped away. Desperately I tried to hold on to the dashboard. I couldn't get a grip on it and finally fell. To cushion the fall, I angled my arms and landed completely on both my forearms. I let out a shrill scream as my knee also hit the glass door.

I didn't move. The fear that I would find out that I had badly injured my arms was too big. Therefore, I took the few quiet seconds before I lightly tried to lift my right arm. As I did so, my left arm gave way and I landed flat on my back, my head just barely able to keep from hitting the ground. I groaned in pain.

"Carina!" I shouted, without thinking much about the fact that I was naked in the shower, and I could have called my girlfriend. "Carina!" I shouted again. A few seconds later, someone knocked on the door. "Maya? Did something happen?" asked Carina worriedly. "Yes, come in." said I in pain. Carina opened the door slightly and slipped into the bathroom. When she saw me, she widened her eyes and opened the glass door. I groaned slightly as my knee lost its grip. "Shit, I'm sorry." she said, bending down beside me.

"What happened?" she asked, concerned. "I slipped." I said angrily, mainly to myself. "A certain person set the water too hot, and didn't turn it back to the agreed temperature, and then left crappy flush on the floor." I said, looking her sourly in the eye. She raised her hands and shook her head. "Don't look at me like that. I haven't been in this bathroom shower in days, but this morning Charlotte was showering, so if you're looking for a person to blame, pick her. I was silent.