klaus-383223 @klaus-383223
The sun was setting as I walked home from work. I was a single mother working two jobs just to make ends meet. My kids were with my ex-husband for the week and I was exhausted. As I approached my apartment complex, I noticed a strange noise coming from inside one of the units. I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease as I made my way home, wondering who could be making so much noise.
The noise grew louder as I entered my own unit, and I soon realized that it was just my roommate's cat playing with some toys. I let out a sigh of relief as I set down my bag and began to unpack the groceries I had purchased earlier in the day. My roommate walked into the kitchen a few minutes later, looking like she had just rolled out of bed.
"How was your day?" she asked me as she poured herself a glass of water from the tap. "It was long," I replied, collapsing onto the couch behind me. "I'm beat." She nodded sympathetically and sat down beside me on the couch, reaching over to stroke my hair gently. "You're home safe now," she said softly.
How do you feel about going back to work?
What are your favorite hobbies?
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