“Jeff, are you in there?” Jeff’s mom asked after knocking and receiving no answer. “I’m coming in, make sure you cover up if you’re doing something.”
Abigale entered her son’s room clad in a black tank top and pink yoga pants. Her body glistening with sweat from her run. She had made the New Year’s resolution to get into shape, but unlike most had actually stuck to it. Her hard work was begining to pay off, her arms and legs were more toned, she got to a point where she was comfortable showing her midriff again now that her muffin top eas finally gone. Her tummy was still squishy when you touched it but progress was progress. Inside she found Jeff’s room to be a total mess. Dirty clothes strewn about all over the place and his bed unmade.
“Honestly I can’t believe how messy that boy is.” Abigale said putting her hands on her wide hips. “How many times have I told him to clean his room? Well, I guess I might as well since if I don’t I know no one will.”
Abigale took off her sneakers and left them in the hallway, then pealed off her sweaty socks and massaged her soul before throwing them into the empty hamper. She then spread her toes hearing the satisfying pops and dug them into the carpet. Then she bent down and started picking up Jeff’s scattered laundry.
As she kept tossing her son’s clothes into the hamper, her dripping body started to cool down a bit thanks to the air conditioning. She let out a sigh and picked up a pair of boxers, underneath it she found a box for something called “Chronivac”, probably just one of his games but the box claimed it could really change whatever you wanted about someone’s body or reality and they would only know if you allowed them.
Abigale stood up and tugged the front of her top to fan herself, her breasts jiggling a bit. Then went over to Jeff’s still on computer.
On the screen was the Chronivac program the box was talking about, Abigale also saw that…