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teacher.
    I chose a comedy chick flick and slid it into
the player.
    After what seemed like ten minutes later, I
felt someone nudge my shoulder. I woke up to Kristie looking at me
with a puzzled face. “What are you doing here?”
    I yawned. I had to get past this habit of
sleeping at random places all the time. Life was just so
exhausting. “Waiting for you. How was work?”
    “Oh, don’t get me started.” She sat down. “I
thought I was done with the accounts, and then stupid Albert came
over with all the boss’s receipts and went like, ‘we need returns
for all this.’ I mean, who does that? I specifically told them not
to give me all their receipts last week… Oh, but never mind about
me.” She elbowed me lightly in the waist and grinned. “Tell me all
about your night with the twins. I want all the details— all of it.”
    I sighed, not really sure what I thought about
last night. “Well, the sex was amazing. But then I think that I
shouldn’t have done it.”
    “Why not? I mean, it’s not like you’re dating
anyone. Go have fun.” She got up. “But remember to use protection.
Who knows where their dicks have been. Coffee?”
    I gave her a guilty look.
    Her eyes widened. “You didn’t?”
    “I kind of forgot to… but it’s okay, I’m still
on birth control.”
    “I’m not saying that they are the kind to
sleep around a lot. Okay I am, and have documented proof from the
ever-accurate media. But STDs? Ever heard of them?”
    “I know.” I sighed and then smiled. “But the
sex was so good.”
    “Better than Damien?” She waved her hand and
rolled her eyes at herself. “Oh, why bother asking.”
    “Way better. Damien couldn’t even last
five minutes.”
    “Thank goodness you broke up with that
asshole. I told you about him, didn’t I? That man was up to no
good.”
    I nodded. “I just really wanted to settle
down. You know, with my parents nagging at me to find a husband all
the time.”
    “Well, don’t settle down for any random
guy.”
    “I’ve learned my lesson.” When I found Damien
in my bed with some strange blonde chick, my heart got crushed on
the spot. I spent the whole night getting myself wasted in the
club. Thinking about it now, I realized I wasn’t sad because I was
losing Damien in particular; I only got depressed because I felt
betrayed. My life was perfectly fine without him, especially with
the twins around.
    She handed me a cup of coffee. We shouldn’t
have been drinking coffee so close to bedtime, but caffeine lost
its effect on me years ago.
    “So have you thought about what your next job
is going to be?” she asked.
    “The twins actually offered me
one.”
    She took a sip from her cup. “Really? The
three of you are getting awfully chummy for sex
buddies.”
    Sex buddies. I forgot to remind myself we were
nothing more than that. Making waffles, becoming their employee,
thinking about spending the next night warm and cuddled up in their
arms. Sex buddies—we’re just having fun with each other until we
get bored. Me, to simply rebound back from my chain of failure
boyfriends, and them because they liked to sleep around.
    My mind shot back to this morning when they
told me about telling them apart. Did that make me special in any
way?
    I laughed to cover up my uneasiness. “They’re
decent enough human beings to feel sorry about causing me to lose
my job.”
    “Meanwhile you better start looking for
another one. Because when one of them gets bored, it’ll suck to be
you.”
    She stirred her coffee and beamed as if her
words hadn’t felt like daggers to my heart.
    “Yeah… I should.” Eager to change the topic, I
said, “You know what? I fancy myself another movie.”
    “I’ve watched every single one of those on
that rack.”
    “Don’t care. How about this one?” I said,
choosing a DVD without really looking.
    She scowled. “That show is so old. I’m
subscribed to Netflix, you know?”
    “Oh, yeah.” I slipped the cover back onto