Enter Carissa

Slowly I woke up the next morning in the most dignified position. Butt naked, half on the couch, half dangling off, face down with my ass up in the air. Huh. Did my mysterious nighttime ravager stop by again? Sluggishly I drag myself upstairs to start my day.  The shower was a pleasant surprise. Impressively fast the shower was steaming hot with good water pressure. Not sure how long the heat would last, I washed and rinsed everything. The water was still hot, so I just stood under it, let it massage my back. After about half an hour I was bored. Wistfully I turned off the still hot water and climbed out. Joyfully I wrapped myself in the towel I had left on the warmer. Now I knew the definition of bliss. I brushed out my hair then headed back downstairs in only the fluffy towel and my bigfoot slippers.

Listening to some guy talk about bodies in Lady Bird Lake I assembled breakfast. Pulling out eggs, cheese, and cubed ham from the fridge I thought back to my shadow person encounter. It had felt so real. But surely it was just a result of me watching that show on shadow people, right? Whisking my breakfast mixture, I wondered if I could get a repeat if I watched that episode again. While I was stirring the eggs, my phone dinged with a text message.

My best friend Carissa was checking in on me. Not surprising since she recommended this place.

Carissa: How’d you sleep?

Me: It was blissful

Carissa: See! I told you. You just needed a vacay!

Me: Yeah, Yeah, Yeah. Hey, have you ever had weird dreams here?

Carissa: ?????

I had to delay answering her to stir the eggs to keep them from sticking. The toast popped at the same time as I was plating the eggs. Just as I sat down with my plate and a watermelon drink, my phone rang. Ugh. I shouldn’t have asked until after I ate. Answering the phone, I hoped I could keep the conversation short.

“What kind of dreams Viv?” My best friend’s demanding voice flowed through the speaker. Quickly I filled her in on my x rated dream adventure. While she was sputtering and trying to speak, I scooped some eggs on my toast and took a bite. By the time I had to speak, I’d eaten most of my breakfast. I took a big swig of the fruit drink before I answered her question.

“All I know is that I watched some creepy show about shadow people. Then I had an encounter with one.” I snuck in another bite while she awwwwed.

“That has never happened to me! I’ve stayed in that place too.” Her mouth might have been quiet, but I could hear the wheels in her mind turning. “OK. It’s decided. I’ll be there after work tonight! I gotta go pack. See you around seven. We can grab dinner. Oh, we should go wherever you went last night. Let’s recreate everything ok? Love you!”

She hung up without me saying a word. Yep, that’s about how I expected it to go. Given she only lived two hours away we had planned on getting together while I was here anyways. Just figured it would be over the weekend. Shaking my head I finished my breakfast. Once my stomach was happy, I cleaned the kitchen up.

Done with cleaning I sprawled out on the couch still only clad in my fluffy towel. Noticing a website on the fruity drinks stocked in the fridge I reached for my laptop.