Serena
The house felt unusually quiet after Damien left. It was a reminder of how close we had come to be recently. Everywhere he was, I was most likely there. During the time he was making sure that I got back on my feet, he literally did everything for me.
Took care of me, cooked often, even helped me shower often and most of all, the sex was amazing. I didn't think I was capable of craving dick until I met Damien. I craved him so bad, it was hard to concentrate and honestly, you couldn't blame me. The man was a hot mess.
I sat down on the couch with my laptop and opened my emails. School-related messages came first. Registration confirmations next. Course outlines.
A reminder about lecture schedules. I replied to the ones that needed replies, flagged the rest, and closed my inbox once my eyes started to feel tired. Staring at the screen all day does a lot to my brain.
