sleepily | part 1
Itās boiling here and I feel like an egg. | Day 00
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Reader is a graduated student who received her degree in Psychology over a year ago, and got a job offering from the small town of Jasper, Nevada.
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Wanting to get away from the crowded environment of the city and an over-bearing family, she took the job right away. Itād also cost a lot less to live there compared to Chicago. As sheād been working at a clinic for a little over a year after completing her residency, she was able to afford renting out a space until she had enough money to start looking for permanent housing.
[Y/N] sat in a taxi that was driving to her new home, looking out the window and observing the land which seemed to stretch on and on for miles. Time was dragging by a bit from the trip to the airport to Jasper and [Y/N] hoped that itād speed up soon. She hadnāt owned much. In her attempt to save up money all it had taken was not spending money on things she knew she couldnāt take with once she moved away.
Paper plates for the win.
Nevada wasnāt the cheapest place, but the small, distant town was appealing to her because the peace and quiet was something she craved badly.
The increasing volume of a carās engine shook [Y/N] out of her spacing-out session and pulled her attention to her right side.
She observed as a brightly-colored yellow and black-striped Camaro raced past the taxi, followed by a blue motorcycle withoutā¦ a driver?
[y/n] blinked and watched as a racing-suit-clad female was revealed as the rider.
Oh.
So there was one, and the lady in the back of a taxi is in need of a lot of sleep.
The duo sped off into the distance, towards the town. In that moment she wished the taxi she was taking would go faster.
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Lugging the last of her suitcases out of the back on the taxi and up the stairs to her new home, [Y/N] settled herself down on the hardwood floors to relax for a moment. She started work in four days from now, and today was Sunday. So that meant Thursday. Hurrayā¦
Canāt keep sitting around like this, otherwise nothing I need done will be accomplished.
Standing up with a tired sigh and a few sharp twists of her spine to relieve the building pressure from being immobile for several hours, she went to work on putting her little apartment together.
Her new space had no furniture whatsoever, so that meant she either didnāt sleep tonight or she had to go out again and find a place that sold cots or air mattresses. Sheād also need a means of cooking food.
She rounded the corner. Okay, so there was a kitchen area with a mini-fridge, small stove and a deep, aluminum sink, which her sleep-deprived mind completely forgot about. It was easily unnoticed by her, the entire lot being embedded into the wall. Or in the oven and stoves case, placed there.
[Y/N] rubbed her face, before fumbling with one of her two giant suitcases to get out her laptop. Did this building even have wifi? Was there a coffee shop nearby she could use? Wait, so that meant her original plan to use her laptop was pointless. [Y/N] tucked her laptop back and pulled out her cellphone, which had surprising (but so, so beautiful) 5 bars of signal.
Time to try and get shit done.
shopping list
a cart curtains cot/air mattress blankets pillows towels bowls/eating utensils soap
Starting time: 10 AM.
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It was 9 PM by the time she finished setting her living space up and dragging her miserable, overheated self all over. The tired egg took the bus to Walmart in her attempt to avoid the sun.
[Y/N] had to walk back the rest of the way and drag the heavy cart with her new homeās meager bit of furnishings, nearly getting lost and fried to the sidewalk because she knew what she was pulling along would be a battle to get on and off the bus.
A used cart rested by the entrance to the apartment in an equally empty living room. Save for the gray-colored drapes that were now pulled over all of the windows, the home could still used more furnishing. It was impressive enough to [Y/N] that she managed to get so much done in a matter of hours without keeling over.
A comfortable cot was neatly set up in the third room of her home, across from the bathroom, covered by only sheets and a few thin blankets she could peel off if the temperature made sleeping unbearable.
Having turned on the air conditioner in her bedroom and living room, [Y/N] knew sheād end up paying a lot for her electricity bill. Growing up in and coming from a city with much cooler weather, Nevada was testing her.
Great, so sheāll be needing to buy new clothes too.
The lights were turned on, the giant suitcase filled with her clothes in her room and open.
The solid, wooden cutting board she brought with her from Chicago was set on the cream-colored counter, cubed carrots, celery, and onion bubbling away in a pot filled with boiling water and lentils. The knife used to cut up the vegetables was placed in the sink, the wooden spoon she brought along with the cutting board resting on the stove top on a dish. Once in a while sheād take the spoon to stir the soup.
A peach colored towel was thrown over the horizontal metal pole in the bathroom, her travel soap bar and a small bottle of shampoo resting on the ledge by a fogged-glass window in the shower. The shower curtain was pushed aside, making way to a smooth tile floor with hexagonal patterning. The mirror was no longer covered in a thin layer of dust, a bottle of anti-bacterial soap from the dollar store close by set on the side of the sink.
As she stirred her dinner, dead tired and feeling absolutely burned out, [Y/N] began planning what she had to do next.
I have to eat, shower, change into pajamas, and sleep. Landlord knows Iām here, took care of all the paperwork before my flight took offā¦ what is it? A day ago now?
[Y/N] scooped out a serving of lentil soup into a bowl for herself, tucking a spoon in it and walking to her bedroom to get to her phone so she could make a new to do list.
The [H/C] woman picked up her phone, unlocking it and opening up the āNotesā app.
to do list
get internet up new clothes buy soap/shampoo/conditioner more food buy desk/office supplies small lamp
Tomorrow sheād get an Uber instead of attempting to go through the state equivalent of an oven.
A/N: Hi, this didnāt turn out as well as I liked because Iām trying to rush and shove stuff together and I just want to post it already. Iāll probably edit all of this later if I read back and find something I donāt like.