I was dozing in Tank's arms, completely oblivious to what was going on around me. Not like that was a new thing, but this quarantine room didn't have any windows to help me know what time it was, and the distinct lack of TV meant that I was bored out of my mind.
But since I hadn't gone completely crazy yet, I figured that was a good thing. Despite our conversation before, the moment Tank and I were locked inside this room together, I couldn't bring myself to actually have sex with him.
An uneasy feeling had formed in my stomach, and no matter what I did, it felt like I was one wrong word away from puking my guts out.
Seriously, I refused to open my mouth just in case I ended up throwing up instead of speaking.
I was not happy.
I didn't even want a lollypop or any candy right now, I was that off. And being off made me cranky.
