Joey was tired. All night shift, and in 5 hours he had to be to his sisters birthday.
He showered first, that was his ritual, right after work, as soon as he got home.
He imagined coffee grounds falling off of him, he felt relaxed after.
He had blackout curtains to keep the light out. He yawned feeling better, and relaxed in his towel.
He put on underwear, thankfully he had done laundry recently.
He then slipped on his pajamas, and put the kettle on.
His secret, night time tea.
He felt like it always helped, it set his head on straight.
He told himself its time to go to sleep now, and the tea agree.
He just needed 5 hours.
He had a broken schedule, like bookends on his shift.
He was more napping.
He was just drifting off to sleep when he heard the door.
A hard fist hammered on the door, "BUM BUM BUM BUM."
"Fuck who the fuck is that."
"Its the police open up!" He heard a voice that sounded strangely familiar. Was it the neighbor?
He showered first, that was his ritual, right after work, as soon as he got home.
He imagined coffee grounds falling off of him, he felt relaxed after.
He had blackout curtains to keep the light out. He yawned feeling better, and relaxed in his towel.
He put on underwear, thankfully he had done laundry recently.
He then slipped on his pajamas, and put the kettle on.
His secret, night time tea.
He felt like it always helped, it set his head on straight.
He told himself its time to go to sleep now, and the tea agree.
He just needed 5 hours.
He had a broken schedule, like bookends on his shift.
He was more napping.
He was just drifting off to sleep when he heard the door.
A hard fist hammered on the door, "BUM BUM BUM BUM."
"Fuck who the fuck is that."
"Its the police open up!" He heard a voice that sounded strangely familiar. Was it the neighbor?
