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"No caffeine. You can have herbal tea, or I’ll make you one of your protein shakes." "I’m an adult. I can drink what I want." I slide the mug across the marble. It screeches annoyingly, so I do it again. Not making a great case on the adult front, but my pleasures are limited at the moment, so I take them where I can. "I’m bored, Kir. My brain is eating itself. I want to do something." "Read a book." "I don't want to read a book." I lean over the island, completely ignoring the sharp protest of my ribs.

" Hey, I have an idea. Since we have nothing to do all evening and instead of being lazy, we should go clubbing. A new club opens today so why not?" Whitney told us as she waited for our reply. "Yeah I think that a good idea cause I'm so bored and I don't have anything in mind" Nora says with a grin on her face as they both look at me expectedly." Uh don't you have another thing we can do? I really don't want to go out " I said as I watched the grin on faces turn into a frown. "Oh come on Sofia, you know there is nothing else to do around here and besides we could get laid tonight" Whitney tries to convince me as she winks at the last part.

The dull ache of emptiness gnawed at my insides. To alleviate the boredom and silence, I finally decided to go through the papers on his desk. Yes I was warned but this boredom was so much. Besides the boredom, I was a snoopy woman and everyone should've known that by now. My fingers trembled slightly as I flipped through the yellowed pages and scattered documents, trying to find anything anything at all to distract my restless mind.

"Rebecca, if you're so wealthy, you should give us half of your wealth and send Boltie abroad to the best private school. And also…" This time, I didn't let her finish. I shook her off and walked into the hotel. As for what would happen to her? I had a feeling this was just the beginning of the drama. Sure enough, after the business conference, I found myself trending at number one on Talkzone, a popular blog.

Tony handed me his business card and told me that I could contact him whenever I wanted if I wanted to look for a job next time. I heaved a small sigh of relief after having solved my cash flow problem for the time being. However, when flipping through some of my older designs, I suddenly felt a little taken aback. One of the designs was for a pair of wedding bands—the one that I designed for my wedding to Archer. But now, I had to wipe out this sweet memory of mine from my life forever for survival. Marley suddenly came up behind me and covered my eyes. "Guess who?" I laughed and grabbed him by his wrists. "Marley the puppy!"

She smiled at her "I just don't want to annoy you.” I frowned and looked away "If you say so" I fetched my phone from my pocket and played some games. It's pretty boring here. When I got bored playing games, I looked at Rielle and said "You can annoy sometimes.” She looked at me and said, "I guess you are bored, yeah?" I nodded. "Uhhh I'm glad that you actually accepted my invitation.” She chuckled "I just don't have anything to do today, that is why.” I said in monotone

Unconsciously I looked at my closed door and windows and sighed, turning back to his text. What was I supposed to type? 'Hey I'm moisturizing my naked body, come over.'? No thanks! 'Nothing much, you?' was what I ended up typing, even though I hated it when someone replied to me with nothing much. Like seriously? Nothing? Blackmailer-'Breathing *tongue out*, seriously nothing? You're boring.' The last two words did something to me. Made me want to prove that I wasn't boring. Because there's nothing worse than being called boring. Boring is discernibly not a depiction anyone would want to fit in. I am fracking awesome!

I dragged a hand over my face, sighing. Boredom. That’s what it was. Heavy, dull boredom mixed with exhaustion, pressing down on me until I couldn’t tell if I wanted to sleep or scream. I scrolled through my phone for a while, flicking between apps without caring about any of them. A few people had sent me DMs from my livestream earlier, comments about my last post, offers I wasn’t in the mood to answer. I scrolled past all of it. Nothing stuck. Nothing mattered.

Somewhere outside, a car horn blared. Sunday. My only day off. I thought about the hundred-dollar bill tucked inside my bag. Thought about my empty fridge. Thought about the coming week, the aching muscles, the humiliations I would pretend didn’t hurt. I picked up the phone again. Four p.m. That gave me time to think. Too much time. I closed my eyes, my heart pounding. … … … .. I was bored. The kind of boredom that makes your thoughts turn ugly. The kind that presses on your chest and won’t let you rest. I kept looking at the time, counting backward from four p.m., my phone heavy in my hand.

As I lay on my bed thinking about what to do, I got a text from Tyler: Tyler: What are you doing? After reading the text, I sent an instant reply. Me: I'm not doing anything. Why? Tyler: I'm bored. Come over here. Me: What does you being bored got to do with me? Tyler: Because we can do something interesting together to occupy our time ;) I rolled my eyes at that message as I can imagine Tyler smirking as he sent it. Me: Do you always have to be a sex crazed manic? Tyler: Ha! I wasn't, but look where your mind went 😜