Drabble #20 "you did all of this for me?"
A “Making the Grade” Drabble
A wave of exhaustion flooded Poppy’s body as she slid her key into the lock on her door. Arguments over layout, corrupted photo files, and a visiting professor refusing to do an interview had plagued the newspaper offices all week. Classes hadn’t been any better. There was a research paper to finish, note cards to make, and a stack of library books scattered across her bedroom floor that were frightfully overdue. All she really wanted was to eat, take a hot shower and collapse into bed - and not even necessarily in that order. But as Poppy turned the lock her shoulders sagged with the realization that she hadn’t cleaned her apartment in ages let alone washed her sheets or gone grocery shopping. Her stomach turned at the thought of another meal of ramen noodles.
She turned the key and nudged the door with her shoulder. It swung open and Poppy was greeted with the distinct smell of garlic, Thai curry, onions, and ….. bleach? “What the fuck? Hello?!”