No more sleep for me

Soundly I slept till the door flew open, his hand slamming against the light switch, engulfing the room in brightness.

“I found a fuckin’ bed bug on her bed. Gotta call pest control tomorrow. This is gonna be so much fuckin’ work.”



So late to this for reasons I wish not to discuss other than to answer the Gargleblaster’s question, IS SOMETHING CRAWLING ON ME?

5 thoughts on “No more sleep for me

  1. Kir Piccini says:

    Oh no.
    I’m thinking this is fact meeting fiction and that makes me want to cry. For you.
    Hope it’s taken care of quickly.

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