Red Hot Love

Seduction Fail: Wrong Person, Sorry

As the daylight filtered in, Sunny yawned and walked over to the bathroom, reaching for her makeup bag, and began to open it.

Is your period gone yet? The voice asked.

I think so, Sunny replied.

Well, you know what that means…

SEDUCTIVE SUNNY IS BACK IN BUSINESS! Sunny replied, almost stabbing herself in the eye with an eyeliner. Hooo fuckkkkk ow ow ow….

Okay, maybe just concentrate on your makeup for now, the voice suggested.

Sunny hummed to herself and began to paint on some lipstick. Frowning, she reminded herself she needed to eat breakfast first and almost made to wipe it off. Just then, a few knocks came from the door.

Maybe she decided to play hooky since she's already late.

Quietly, smirking to herself, Sunny left on the lipstick and began to walk towards the doorway, unbuttoning her pajama top. The knock repeated itself again. Quietly, Sunny put her hand on the doorknob and swung it open with a touch of flair.

"Yes~?"

Carson, in sweatpants and a white sleeveless undershirt, blinked and let his jaw flop.

Sunny cleared her throat and grasped the front of her pajamas. "How can I help you?" She asked, already drowning in self-hatred.

"I…uh, just wanted to check up on you and make sure you're okay…um…yeah," Carson replied. "How, how are you?"

Sunny coughed. "Fine, I guess," she replied.

"Oh, good," Carson replied, shuffling in place and rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. "Good to know. So, um, how's your roommate?" He asked.

Sunny raised an eyebrow. "She's fine, I guess."

"Oh, that's, that's cool." Carson looked down and continued to move his feet nervously. "So, um, were you guys planning on going to the Thanksgiving dinner?"

"No, sorry," Sunny replied. "We have to, um, move dorms."

"Oh, really?" Carson blinked.

"Yeah," Sunny rubbed her arm.

"Is this…because of what…?"

"No, no," Sunny replied. "We just have to go because, well, reasons." She smiled up awkwardly. "I'm fine."

"Oh. Okay," Carson replied. His eyes began to haphazardly trace the outline of her pajama top, then he looked down again. "By the way, were you expecting someone else besides me to answer the door?"

Sunny flushed. "I have to eat breakfast," she replied crossly.

"Oh, alright," Carson replied. "Well, have a good day, Sunny!"

"Yes, thank you," Sunny replied, slamming the door shut.

With a harrumph, Sunny walked back over to the bathroom and began putting on mascara.

I don't like how familiar he is, she muttered to herself. In fact, I don't trust him at all. Always showing up and asking this and that, I don't need him intruding into my life! I wish he never found out where I live…OW! Sunny reeled, blinking and whimpering after having stabbed herself in the eye (again), this time with the mascara wand.

Well, he seems like a pretty normal guy, the voice suggested. Also you have got to be way more careful with small objects around your eyes.

Thanks, I noticed!

Sunny yelped and hopped around, until her eye recovered.

More importantly, the voice asked, You introduced yourself to him as Susie. So how did he figure out what your real name was?