Welcome to the 6th floor.
Today’s contributors are: Sara, Frank, Billy and Scott.
Subject: That Bacon Smell
Sara walks in to the apartment, it’s 8am and her nostrils are instantly assaulted with the smell of bacon.
“Oh! This place reeks! What have you guys been doing?!” Sara exclaims.
“I’d have thought it’d be fairly obvious.” Frank replies from the kitchen.
“We’re cooking bacon!” Billy replies happily.
“You guys are seriously up at 8am just to cook some bacon?” Sara asks.
“It’s bacon!” Billy replies happily.
“Actually, I haven’t been to bed yet. I was running hot last night, all the cards were hitting and I just couldn’t turn the computer off.” Frank says.
“What were you doing out at 8am anyway? You don’t work anymore..” Billy asks.
“Oooh..is this the walk of shame?” Frank asks, looking Sara over. “Was that what you were wearing yesterday?” Frank turns to Billy. “Do you remember what she had on yesterday?”
“I wish it was as exciting as that. I just went to get coffee because I was too lazy to make it.” Sara says, hoisting her coffee cup.
“You were too lazy to make coffee, but shuffling out of the apartment, down five floors, and down the street was okay?” Billy asks, incredulous.
“I went in a daze. Getting the coffee down, filling the damn pot with water. Cleaning the pot first because I didn’t clean it yesterday..” Sara shudders.
Scott wanders in looking more than half asleep. “I smell bacon. I’ll get up for bacon. Where’s the bacon?”
“Wow. Better than an alarm clock for Scott, bacon.” Sara says.
“Just about ready Scott. Have a seat.” Frank says.
“Just about is good enough.” Scott mumbles. He walks over to the stove, snatches a piece of bacon of the griddle, hisses in pain and drops the bacon onto the counter. Scooping it onto a plate with his other hand, he takes the plate and sits down.
“Smooth one.” Sara says.
Scott just grunts.