Alice is a sex addict.
Every day, every night, every second of her day is spent thinking about sex. To relieve herself from all her desire, she decides do download Lust, a meeting application to find someone who has the same 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 as you...
"It takes great deal of courage to see the world in all its tainted glory, and still to love it." ― Oscar Wilde, An Ideal Husband
Alice
I wish I could sleep for longer. I wish I could simply not get out of my bed. I wish there was silence. But there isn't.
Because, for once, I am not awakened by my alarm, but by my brother. My brother screaming downstairs, with no fucking restrain. Surely he knows I'm still here, sleeping, doesn't he ? Or maybe he doesn't care.
Either way, he's screaming so loudly that I have no choice but to fully wake up, when I actually wouldn't have been against a few more hours of sleep. I've been so tired recently, especially since I've started attending classes more regularly. I've been making efforts, and I would say they're successful. However, getting back into the uni student lifestyle has its ups and downs : and the lack of sleep is something I would gladly get rid of.
Like, how do you want me to make progress if I can't even sleep ? With no sleep, I can't concentrate. I need sleep. I'm so tired... As I get up, my brother keeps screaming. From what I'm guessing, he's probably on the phone, and I don't care with who. I just want him to shut up.
Still half asleep, I go downstairs, wearing only my t-shirt and some shorts. I join my brother in the kitchen, moving his arms angrily while talking on the phone. It looks almost funny from afar.
– I'm asking one thing from you, one single thing, you just had to leave h- Hold on. Alice's here.
As he finally notices me, I can't help but wonder who he's talking to and, most of all, about what. He really seems pissed off. Too bad I don't care.
– What do you want ? My brother sighs, as if I was the one bothering him. The hypocrisy !
I roll my eyes, annoyed, heading towards the coffee machine to give me some strength for the day - judging by the time I woke up to, I will need it.
– Why are you screaming ? I ask. You woke me up, when I finally had some time to sleep. Next time, go outside.
He nods as if he isn't even listening to me, typing furiously on his phone. I turn it off to force him to look at me.
– I'm serious, I precise.
This time he gives me his attention. For a second, I think I see some sadness in his eyes, some protectiveness even, but it's gone as quickly as it came, so I let it slide. He's so unpredictable.
– Sure, he finally says. I'm sorry, you should go back to sleep. I'll be more careful next time.
I shake my head, getting my coffee in my favorite cup and drinking from it slowly, giving him one single look before going back upstairs to get ready for class.
– Too late, I say as I walk upstairs. And I really hope there won't be a "next time".
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