Exit Strategy

Alex

I glanced in the bathroom mirror as I washed my hands and face. I looked like hell. I wasn’t interested in showering. Not yet. I piled my hair on top of my head in a messy bun. Not cute messy but legit messy. I slid my slippered feet along the floor as I made my way to the kitchen. I needed coffee. A lot of coffee. I hadn’t slept much at all. Two nights of no sleep was wreaking havoc on me.

There was a knock on my door just as I was starting my coffee. I slowly walked over to see who it was.

“I see you,” Sadie called.

“You can’t see through wood,” I told her.

“Open the door.”

“I’m not decent,” I retorted.

“No shit. Open it anyway.”

I sighed, unlocking the door and pulling it open, expecting the comments about the state of my appearance. “What are you doing here?” I asked.

“Wow. This is a bad one. Have you showered this week?” She curled her lip. “I can flip you on your head and mop the floor with all that oil in your hair.”

“That’s really not very nice,” I retorted.

“You don’t lo