It’s somewhat later into the evening. The apartment’s quiet. Devoid of any sounds, except your room. You are just lying there, watching whatever it is on the TV. Then your face gets squirted full of water, causing you to jolt up. You see your damn roommate giggling, as she winks. “Thought you might need something to brighten up your day!” Clara seems to be holding yet another cake she brought home from a birthday party. She sets it down, snickering.