Someone's at her door.
She hears them come in, but— but that's not possible, no one else has a key, she doesn't have a roommate anymore, she—
“Beth?"
It's so hot, and dark, and every single inch of her aches. It's worse than ever, worse than she remembers. It's awful. It's agonizing.
Beth groans, trying to— she has to get up, to find out who came in. It's a man, she can hear that much, and he knows her— wait, didn't she call Josh earlier? Everything's so fuzzy.
It's probably Josh, he's been known to show up at odd times, whenever she needs him. She wouldn't put it past him to pick her lock, either.
Right, getting up. She has to get up and go to the living room, and maybe tell Josh that he can go home, he'll be absolutely no help to her after all. Not with her heat this bad. Her muscl
