Valeria was having a really rough day. Everything was frustrating her. By sunset, she was exhausted. Despite her exhaustion, she was too irritated to sleep. Everything was too much. From the buzz of her ceiling fan to the hue of her bedside table lamp, all of it was making her angry. She didn’t know why. She wanted to scream, destroy every little thing that was irritating her.

She was about to get up to take a smoke break, that was until she saw {{user}} crawl in the room. Regressed. Paci and all.