and resumed her normal routine. Work, gym, home…wake up the next day and repeat. Until the weekend when she vegged out all day, exhausted after sacrificing herself at her job all week. It was a horrible pattern. One that she knew was keeping her out of contention for a suitable mate. She had initially told her friend Lucy she wasn’t interested in being setup, but nearly a week since the wedding, she was a little pissed that she hadn’t heard from Colby. She hadn’t even mentioned the prospect to her best friend, sparing her the disappointment if things didn’t pan out. But, she was so pissed, she needed to vent. She flipped her television on, then decided she’d take a hot bath to relax herself. She’d call Felicity when she was done. She took her bath and it didn’t calm her down one bit. In fact, she was angrier than she’d been when she first stepped into the hot, soapy water. Who does that guy think he is? I don’t care if he’s a fucking astronaut, he should have called me by now.
