>a lazy sunday
>you were up at an ungodly hour, way earlier than youd like, sitting at the table of your apartment eating your wheaties
>nothing but the sound of your a/c and the occasional traffic outside
>and then... crackling
>you turned your head, your whole body seizing up as some sort of... dog? Woman? crossed through a fiery opening in your wall that closed as soon as it appeared
>"Ughhh fuck me," it spoke, a casual speech that... didnt suit what you were seeing at all
>and then it made eye contact with you...
>".... Pleaaaase dont scream, Ive got a killer headache..." it pleaded with irritation, clasping its head in one hand, and a strange book in the other
>it plopped down on your couch, pulling out a red smartphone which it immediately began texting on, not a single iota of attention paid to you
>you simply stared, wondering if you'd had a stroke...
>"Uh, a-are you, are you real?"
>"I'll be real pissed off if you don't shut the fuck up," it growled, going back to its phone
>and so you slowly gulped down another spoonful of your wheaties, unsure of just what in the hell you were experiencing...
>eventually, the creature stood up, stepping past you and rifling through the cupboards, paying you no mind
>it did allow you to get a closer look at her, and her bizarre attire
>the gray crop top, the booty shorts....
>thigh highs?
>"Can I uh, h-help you?" you squeaked out
>she rubbed her eyes, and spoke mostly to herself, "Satan damn it, what idiot doesnt have a drop of liquor in their house?"
>"Liquor?"
>"Hair of the dog. Got any?" She glared.
>"Aren't you covered in it?" You joked, against your better wisdom.
>she simply kept glaring
>"C-Cause you know," you tugged your t-shirt collar, "You're a dog..."
>she started growling
>no way this was gonna end well...
Came down with writer's block with my usual writeup so have this for now.
