G woke up. This wasn't her first time sleeping with her stockings on. She could even feel her feet growing numb. It was dark and the curtains were closed. She decided to open the curtains but she fall down on the bed after stepping on a dark object which she couldn't see it at all in that mess somewhere and almost twisted her ankle. She was glad for it for a second because she had only her bras on and she would never want her new alluring neighbor to see her like that. So she reached out to find her blue striped pullover without getting up from the bed. There was no one at the house except the cat. Even G herself thought the name 'cat' was way too cliche but she liked it. Cat was the only true and beautiful thing in her life. At least, she believed so. While she was passing from the front door, she spotted the umbrella standing next to the coat rack. It was supposed to rain tonight. D knew it; but still he forgot to take it, just like his keys. “What was he thinking?” G asked herself. She was hungry as expected. She went to the kitchen to find something acceptable to eat. G opened the refrigerator to grab the bowl of strawberries without looking to the refrigerator's cover. If she did, she could have smiled after seeing D's note that says “Fill me with ice cream.” It was his way of telling “We live together.” But she didn't. Maybe that's why it's all happened.
