The alarm rang in David's ears, emitting a melody from its charging pad. It first started as an ill-defined wash of sound in his ears. But the more he woke up, the composition became clearer and clearer until he was conscious enough to hear the entire thing on repeat. Annoying. A few second later, his brain reminded him about his job. Kick-starting as much energy as he could conceive, he pulled off the covers and jumped up from the couch.
The cycle of the alarm became more annoying and annoying. His entire body wanted to still rest, it didn't feel like walking, waking up or doing anything else. But he had to go to work. Wanting to turn the damn piece of technology off, he stepped to the kitchen counter, grabbed the phone off the charging pad and deactivated the alarm. Standing up for this amount of time awakened his muscles and body, which, in turn, fully gave David complete control over his senses.
Looking at the time, he gently noted that he still had a plentiful amount of time before he had to leave. He walked briskly to the door of his bedroom and knocked.
"It's fine." Kaylon answered.
David opened the door. Kaylon was still half-asleep - and still half-nude - on the bed. The former went to the closet, slid open the doors and obtained a white collar button-up shirt, black dress pants, black leather belt, underwear and a tie. Then, he left to change.
At the foot of the bathroom door, he didn't notice that the light was on and that the shower was probably running. He couldn't tell right away, his thoughts were ringing louder than his ears. Or so he thought.
"Hello?" He called out, but it was too late. When he opened the door, it was affirmative that someone was in the shower. And a little too late, he discovered it was Luca. The first thing that he noticed when he saw her was that she was average, but slimming in certain areas. The next and last thing he noticed was her breasts. And the fact that they were slightly below normal.
"Fuck." He exclaimed.
Hearing his voice, Luca screamed in surprise. In a quiet panic, he closed the bathroom door and went.
"You pervert!" Luca yelled.
It came out as a yell, but since the sound of water and the secured door, left unlocked inadvertently, dampened her voice to a degree,it sounded like she was being snuffed by a plastic bag, towel or something. It was loud enough, however, to evoke annoyance at the fact that he wasapparently targeted for everything. Nevertheless, culpable.
Going to the kitchen, he found a pill bottle, of which it's contents were what he needed now. . The security included within the cap was eventually bypassed with a press and twist, securing a pill for himself. And there was no time for clean glasses. Heavily dowsing a dirty glass under tap water, he refilled it with water and ingested the pill, swallowing about a fifth of the glass before setting it back in the sink.
Trudging to the couch, he laid his clothing on the top of the couch and undressed his shorts, quickly his underwear. Half-nude, David applied the fresh underwear to himself and checked to see if anyone was watching. He continued to take off the rest, concluding with his shirt. He then put on the button-up shirt, buttoning everything down and straightening the collars and grabbed the black pants.
Just as he was doing so, he didn't notice that the shower was off and someone
"Peeler," she thought to herself. And then she opened the guest bedroom door and disappeared behind it.
David put one leg in and then the other, pulling up the trousers to his waistline. Tucking in the collared shirt, he snaked the belt around the clothing and tightened it to an adequate amount. . Using a comprehensive note on his smartphone, he struggled and struggled to tie a Windsor with his necktie. Floundering with tying such a simple thing in an aggrandized and unnecessary amount of pressure, he roughly completed the task and hurried.
Everything seemed to be in order until the thought of socks, shoes and Lyft. Running into his bedroom, David snatched a pair of black socks and dress shoes. He opened the Lyft app and hailed a driver. He hastily pulled the socks onto his right foot, then his left and folded the ends. Widening the space of the left shoe by its tongue, David fit his left foot in there and tied the shoe skintight. He repeated the process on his right, fumbling with the tongue as he wanted to get out as fast as possible.
He ran to his bedroom and knocked on the door. Kaylon answered, without much effort.
"Yeah?" Kaylon answered.
"Can you get Luca and then both of you sit on the couch?" David asked.
Kaylon sighed. "Ok."
With that, he remembered the pillow and sheet on the couch. He grabbed the items in question, walked to the closet and opened. Without any technique, or any concern for organization for that matter, he savagely rammed the objects in the closet, then slammed the door.
Meanwhile, Kaylon knocked on the guest bedroom's door over and over again. Still, no answer or cooperation.
"Hey!" Kaylon said.
"What?" Luca answered.
"Luca, David wants to see you." Kaylon said.
"I'm busy."
Kaylon rolled his eyes and went to David, who now had his laptop bag near the door. Spotting Kaylon, David turned to face him as the former walked up to the latter.
"What did she say?" David asked.
"She's busy." Kaylon replied.
David chuckled. "Kaylon?"
"Yeah?
He regained his focus and started to command Kaylon. "My driver arrives in about two minutes. I'm gonna leave the SUV for you guys to do whatever. You can take Luca to wherever she wants to go or wherever you want to go in the SUV. Just please don't leave Phoenix or something, alright?"
"Got it."
"And I almost forgot." Dave searched for the wallet, which wasn't in his pockets. Frantically, he then saw it on the table, snatching it and opening it steadily, before sliding it into his pocket. Just as David did so, he grabbed the bundle of keys to the SUV and detached a key and ring attached to it. It was the only thing he gave to Kaylon, who failed to catch it with one hand.
"In case you do go out. Do not lose it."
"Got it. Hey."
"I don't have time. I have to go now."
"But what about what happ-"
"I don't have time! I promise I'll tell you about it or something, ok?"
"What about Luca?"
"What about her? If she wants to leave, that's fine. Just don't expect me to tell her anytime soon."
"Wait, you heard?"
David went into his bedroom. For a overwrought person carrying 50kg of nonessential weight to get to work on time, he stuffed all his work stuff into a laptop bag and went. He then put down the laptop bag, opened his wallet and unsheathed a key from one of it's pockets. He unlocked the front door, picked up the bag and left.
"Gotta go. See ya."
The door slammed then locked. Kaylon was left standing at the door, without words. Luca was out of the bedroom, sitting on the couch. She held the TV remote in her hand, turning on the television and scrolling through the channels through the guide.
The noise of several channels caught his attention. But just her sitting there. Just her having that stupid blank expression. Just seeing her indifference towards the situation made Kaylon frustrated for a pathological and illogical reason. He spoke to her in a stern and frustrated voice.
"What's your problem with him?" Kaylon asked Luca.
Luca turned towards him, putting down the remote and addressing her beam of focus towards him. She was confused. "Huh?"
"What is you problem with David?"
"Nothing. He.. seems nice, I guess."
A more stern voice followed. Or would've followed if Kaylon stopped in time and just let out a chuckle at how useless the argument was.
She responded fiercely, in time with his chuckle. "What?"
Kaylon just stared at her, annoyed. But, just automatically, his eyes then shifted to stare at her breasts. He hated that it was a habit that just formed out of thin air. But at the same time, he tried to not do so. He looked back at her eyes, closing them and pinching them together with his eyes before walking away.
"Nothing." He muttered.
He went into David's bedroom, leaving Luca confused. Be that as it may, she just continued to watch television from the cable box. Still, even with regular programming or the news, she was bored. And then she started to think and reanalyze everything. She couldn't help but think of her antagonistic behavior towards David and now her indifference toward Kaylon bringing up the subject. Still the same bank expression, but her eyes showed the ability for her to scrutinize the thought. Maybe she was wrong.
And her brain was stuck on repeat, no matter how much she tried to distract herself from the 'depressing' the thought. And no matter how much she tried, she couldn't burrow into her skull deep enough to remove it. And no matter how much she tried, it replayed the scenarios over and over and over...
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