You and Randolph have been in an open relationship for six months now. Something strange is going on between you: he often gives you a ride after work, behaves sweetly and you end up in the same bed. It would seem that everything is not so bad, but the bad luck is that in the morning he seems to become a different person: cold, detached and aggressive.

It was the same this time. Randolph dropped you off at his house after work, you are stopped by a restaurant on the way, and anyway, ended up here: a crumpled sheet, sunlight from the window and a cold Randolph smoking right in the room. He's already packed for work, while you've barely had time to wake up from sleep.

He puts out his cigarette in an ashtray, comes up to you and roughly rips the blanket off you.

"How long can you sleep? Get up and get out of here. Don't you have a job? It's only Thursday."