Amnesia [M.C]

day after

I was so tired from running around all day that I went and curled up on the couch and fell asleep. And I stayed that way for about 3 hours until I got woke up. At first I couldn't figure out why I woke up but I heard the slight banging noise coming from upstairs. 'gross' I mumble as I get up and try to walk quietly with my heels on out to my car. I quickly drove home. I make my way upstairs to my room to see a passed out Michael on my bed. I roll my eyes and quickly change into some pj's, and go to sleep.

In the morning I wake up to the smell of breakfast being cooked. Oh boy this can't be good. I quickly change into some clothes(pic up top.)I rush downstairs and into the kitchen to see Luke standing there cooking. 

"Oh, thank god." I say with a sigh.

"Why?"

"Because it's you cooking and not one of the dingbats,"I explain.

"Oh! Yeah, that makes sense."

I laugh and nod and decide to go somewhere to day with Michael. 

"Michael! I don't know where you're at but get your ass over here right now!"

He looks scared as he comes in from the backyard. 

"Wow you were outside, it's a miracle. Don't worry you're not in trouble, I was just to lazy to go find you."

He sighs in relief. 

"But, you're going with me. Come on."

We hop in the car and I head to the nearest pets shop. By the time we come back we have a cute little pit bull pup named Roxy. 

I carry in all her toys and stuff, and Michael carries her small bag of dog food. The sound of her nails clattering sounds through the house. 

"Awwe, she's so cute," Lexi says. 

Roxy starts licking her neck, and arms. 

"Thanks, her name is Roxy. And you don't have to worry about her making messes here, because I'm moving in with Michael."

"You're leaving me all alone?" she scolds.

"Oh, don't worry I'll be here everyday after I get off work, and I'll still bug the hell out of ya," I say with a smile. 

"Fine. And when did you get a job?"

"A week ago but I don't start until tomorrow."

"Doing what?"

"I work the front desk at Surry Hills Veterinary Hospital."

"Wow."

"Yep. Depending on the days that I work it's either 9-6 or 9-noon."

"You should get packing," she points out.

"Yeah, I should," I say and give her a quick hug and then run upstairs to pack. 

Roxy tries to follow but can't make it up the stairs. So Michael picks her up and puts her in my room.