Daphne froze mid-step when she heard BK’s persistent knocking. She tried to open the door but it wouldn’t budge. She was on her way to the bathroom but ended up going back to bed.
“Daph! Open the door!”
“Suit yourself!” she snapped, though only she could hear it.
“Baby!”
“Baby your face!” She was still irritated, so she pressed a pillow to her ear to drown him out.
She glanced at the big wall clock. It was already three in the afternoon.
She didn’t know how long he stayed by the door, as she drifted back to sleep out of pure frustration. She thought she was okay earlier. Turns out, she wasn’t.
When she woke up, it was already dark. Groggy, she got up and went to the bathroom to pee. Her bladder ached from holding it in too long. She had chosen to sleep it off.
BK wasn’t in the room
