DELERIUM

Champagne Problems

"How's your day going so far," she asks, attempting to rehumanize herself.

He gives her a smirk bordering on condescension. Once at the top he holds the elevator door open and passes her an envelope and says, "to help you relax," he smiles and pushes the elevator button down leaving her alone at the top. Away from prying eyes, all that negative self- awareness was replaced by excitement. She was so eager to find out what was waiting for her inside.

4:30 PM: Greeted at the door by a bottle of champagne and a mini fridge of frozen goodness.

What is it about the rarity of an item that makes it that much more desirable?

To make matters better, gift wrapped on the bed, were two giant boxes. Inside the first box was a short red dress. The neck was low, and the back was bare. In the second box were classic red bottoms. She threw her hammy downs off and doused herself in euphoria. In this moment it was hard to believe she could've ever felt so bad about herself. The ease in which Hannah could think herself in and out of misery was superhuman. A pendulum of emotions which could only be anchored by the promise of material things.

Looking at herself in the mirror she was in awe over her transformation. Living in this magic kingdom has paused the effects of aging. Paused until it devours her whole one day. Say what you will but your body will thank you for abstinence of any kind. Lost in her own reflection she didn't notice someone enter the room until a cold hand started creeping up her back.

8:00 PM: Naked in silence nothing in the world mattered. Everything was warm. The lighting, the temperature, the room. All of it working together to keep her present in this moment. Deepening the breath, Hannah closed her eyes and laid herself to rest.
10:00 pm: Lifted by a strong hand behind her head and wakened with a warm kiss to the neck, Hannah was once again transported.