She stood there, fazed with everything. Rachel urges herself to move, thinking that maybe, just maybe, when she gets home after works, then everything is back to normal. Now that she comes to think about it, she realizes that she does, in fact, have a job to do, and that it is getting late. “Oh! damn!” She bolted out of the kitchen and dashed to her bathroom, stripping off her clothes and hurling them all over the place as she jumped into her shower. Gingerly stepping on the tub and turning the shower on, setting the heater into lukewarm. She was still eying the thing carefully, waiting for it to disappear from her vision. Suddenly, warm water gushed forth from the showerhead, blessing her with its pleasant temperature. She kept reminding herself that she would be late if she stayed in the shower any longer than was absolutely necessary, no matter how much she wanted to indulge herself in the shower. She didn’t even scrub off her skin that much since she already got washed last nig
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