request: frank takes a baddie home from the club and hits it real good and everything is awesome. the lights are off when they hit it cuz they’re drunk and they fall asleep in her bed.
In the morning, frank hears the squelch of something specific, vaguely familiar. He feels her body hovering over him.
Curious, he opens his eyes.
At first, he was confused. She was writing something with a marker.
“oh i’m sorry, did I wake you?” she asks as she reattaches her laminated morning routine checklist back to the velcro dot on her wall.
Frank looks around. Everything is laminated…
nicole get out of my asks