Love Among the Pizza Boxes

I’m better now.
It’s about noon.
I woke up about five minutes ago.
Work in six hours.
Sexy.
I’m standing in my bathroom. I woke up without a shirt.
Wonder how the hey that happened?
Anyways. I’m leaning up against my sink. Staring at myself in the mirror.
I need a shower.
So I take one.
I don’t know why I’m being so descriptive about my day.
It’s not even that important.
So I’m leaning against my sink again. Supporting myself with my arms. A towel wrapped around my middle. I’m still sopping wet.
I glare at myself.
“What the hell was with you last night? She thinks you’re a drug addict or something now. Nice going. You blew it. First with Kairi, now with Shayla.”
Yes, I talk to myself after my showers.
Call it a self-pep talk, if you will.
Maybe she’ll want more pizza tonight.
I doubt it.
Don’t think you’re gonna get a second chance, Riku.
She wants nothing to do with you now.
I groan. Push myself off the sink. Sigh.