Ooh ooh ooh ooh

 When Caitlin awoke, he was gone. Honestly, it was all a blur, or she wanted to leave it that way. Good times, she held in a laugh. Nothing to get so excited about. Chances were she wouldn't see Melvin again. At least she hoped not.

There was sleep in her eyes and she stumbled just in her tank to the bathroom. She forgot she wasn't wearing underwear. A yawn sucked her right back into slumber but she peed and turned on the shower.

Her shoulders were sore. She wasn't sure why. When she lifted the tank up, she noticed the blue mark on her lower belly. Caitlin rolled her eyes and managed not to think about the surprise.  She hurried to shower because she needed to get to the coffee place.

She was in her uniform soon enough. Of course, Megan was waiting with a cup of coffee.

"You know I don't drink coffee at home," Caitlin frowned as she adjusted the green logo cap on her head. She checked to see if her name tag was in the right spot.

"Was it spectacular?" Megan gave her a Betty Boop smirk with a wink.

Caitlin remained even lipped. "It's a secret," she smirked back and headed out.

Naturally, Megan stomped her foot in her bunny slippers as if she wanted details, but Caitlin didn't.

Seriously, it wasn't the worst sex she'd ever had but it was far from being good. Maybe, she was asking too much. The thought of really having sex with Harry Styles was unfortunately on her mind in spite of partaking in the little baggie of goodness Melvin brought.

Yes, she'd ate too much, drank too much, and then..well, it was sort of an impromptu night. Last night's event kept a loop in her sleepy brain as she got on the bus and made her way to the downtown. Of course, when she looked at her reflection in the bus window, she wasn't wearing her mask. She reached in her back pocket and stretched it across her face. How dare she not think about the pandemic.

When she reached work, Dylan was already there with the coffee on. He always managed to be a good co-worker.

"Cait, you look like shit," he said as he popped a lid on a flat white and handed it to her.

"How can you tell?" She winced, but she pulled down her mask to take a sip. 

"You ate too late," he told her her face was puffy.

She nodded with her lips pursed. 

"And you had sex," he shrugged.

"Not really," Caitlin squinted. "I wouldn't say that." She gritted a smiled and admitted she'd met someone new. 

"Did he try?" Dylan asked right when someone wanted an order on his headphone. He took it.

"Oh, he was way ahead of me," Caitlin wasn't sure she wanted to try any more adventures with Melvin. Besides, she bet he'd forget about her easily. Unfortunately, she couldn't get some of those moves of his out of her head. He really needed the lights on to figure out where all her parts were. She was certain of it. 

Caitlin guessed she'd better leave it at that. After all, Dylan was once Hannah who was such a pretty girl. Now he was a pretty boy. Alone, but still pretty.