The Video Call (pt. 4)

The flight back to New York had been full of anxiety, and by the time I'd arrived back home, it was almost one in the morning. Sabrina had texted me a few moments after I'd gotten to my apartment that she had just landed and would be coming over the next day to help me out with whatever I needed. The feeling of having a supportive best friend made me feel a lot better, so I calmed down a little and texted Jack that I was back in New York. It was past midnight, but a glass of alcohol was just what I needed, so that's what I got. A nice big glass of wine accompanied my stripping party to my bathroom where the claw foot tub was filled with hot water and my favourite bubble bath. It didn't take long before I'd sunk into the hot water, closing my eyes to the sensation of floating.