Inconceivable

After stomping into the spare room, I grab the freshly laundered towels and went off to the bathroom attached to the spare room I was using. The bathroom was amazing! It was like you’d see in a mansion from the 1920’s era.

I strip and turn the knobs to get the water flowing. It doesn’t take more than a few seconds to get hot water (in my apartment it takes a good 10 minutes!). I quickly raid the cabinets and I find my favorite shampoo and conditioner as well as soap and bath salts. I take a quick shower to get the past few hours dirt off of me and then rinse out the tub so I can take a bath using my favorite bath salts. I hear a soft knock on the door; I throw a towel on and opened the door.

“What do you want? I had a rough few hours. I just want to soak in the tub and listen to some music” I said.

“I’m sorry that you’ve been through a shit load today. Seeing me and spending time here with me is one of the last things that you want to do especially with the door to your apartment. I’m sure it feels like insult to injury. I can apologize to you til I’m blue in the face about my estranged wife but the chances of you believing me are slim to none. I deserve the hostility and the mistrust.

That’s beside the point. The reason why I knocked is because I wanted to bring you a bottle of wine and a glass as well as a few candles. You found some books, right? I wasn’t sure what brand of wine you like so I figured Arbor Mist would be good and I know that you love blackberries so I got you the blackberry flavor” my co worker said.

“Thanks” I said. “I’ll take the wine and I don’t need any candles nor the glass. And yes, I found the books. Thanks. The water’s getting cold!”

My coworker left the bathroom, I locked the door and dropped the towel; being careful not to spill the wine. I was thankful that the water was still scorching hot…..it’d make the bath last a few minutes longer. Once comfortable, I took a long swig of the wine and grabbed a book. I looked at the cover and saw that it was “Coma” written by Robin Cook.

I read a bit of it but the stress of my door being kicked in, having sex with my coworker and the wine, I thought it be best to get out of the tub and take a long nap. I drain the tub, rinse off, hang the towel up and grab the bottle of wine as I walk a few steps over to the spare room. I get dressed in my pj’s, finished the wine and climb under the sheets. In a matter of moments, I fall asleep. It was a restless sleep and subconsciously I knew I was thrashing around the bed and was screaming.

At a certain point in the nap, I was in the in between state of mostly asleep and barely awake. I could’ve sworn that the bed dipped due to added weight but I fell back asleep. This time it was a deep slumber. When I woke up an hour later, I found myself in the arms of my snoring co worker.