I slowly opened the door and snatched the pizza box, letting only my arm slip out. At last, the cheesy glory was mine! I quickly opened it and pounced on a slice, devouring it with relish. I ate at least half of my meal right there and then, uncaring about the fact that I was in the hallway, eating stark naked in an inch of water.
Suddenly, there was a loud gasp at my window and I whipped my head to see a guy with a Pizza-here hat looking back at me.
What. A. Dick.
He had walked back to catch a glimpse of me. As soon as our gazes crossed, he scampered off and I groaned. So much for keeping a low profile. I hoped he tripped on his way back and broke his leg.
There wasn’t much I could do about it. Running after him wasn’t an option : I had to have legs for that. I was pissed out of my mind: I had even left that asshole a tip for crying out loud! Cursing and muttering, I pushed my way into the dining room where I struggled to get over the small step that had saved the place from my little flood. I decided on finishing my pizza there though I had very little appetite left because of the whole peeping affair.
Once I was done, I could feel the tire in my bones seeping outwards. It had been an exhausting day and the nap I had taken earlier was nowhere near sufficient to keep the fatigue at bay. I decided on sleeping in the bath as the dry itch started making itself known again. At least, there, I couldn’t wake up feeling like I had passed the night broiling over.
A few moments later found me relaxing in cool, clean water and I scrubbed all the dirt, grease and other things from my scales. Feeling at last a bit better, I changed the bath and let out all the tension from my body. The thought that I’d never have to fear falling asleep and drowning in my bath made me chuckle a bit as I slowly slipped under, curling myself in a ball, into what I hoped would be a restful sleep.