Disclaimer: Not mine.
Bonnie eventually calmed down after she got to her childhood home, took a nap, and watched the two latest episodes of How to Get Away With Murder. It was hard to explain to the others what her time alone in the prison world did to her. The real world seemed too noisy at times, too crowded. Other times she couldn't stand being alone. Those are the nights she walked to the 24-hour library on campus at 2 am just to make sure the world was populated, to make sure she was still in the present.
The last five years made her realize that time was precious. She didn't want to waste one second of it doing things that were not either productive or enjoyable, preferably both. She didn't want to waste it on people who could care less about her. These factors plus her academic and personal goals made it difficult to connect to others. Caroline was always the life of the party. A party Bonnie no longer had any interest in.
At the moment though, the witch was very interested in some dinner. She walked into the kitchen assessing her choices. She had everything she needed to make chicken enchiladas. It would be great if she had some Dos XX instead of the Coronas she was staring at in the fridge.
Bonnie took out the chicken breast from the freezer. Filling the sink with water. Bonnie had become somewhat of a foodie, and was fretting over her selections of beverages to accompany her meal. She was like her dad in that way.
It was kind of silly and snooty. She had a perfectly good lager in her fridge. She did not have to go out to get Dos XX or even better, Bohemia, although, the package store was literally five minutes away. The breasts needed time to thaw anyway. She could pick up a bottle of Apothic Red for her inevitable pity party Saturday night. Hell, she should get that snickers bar, and some Boone's Farm too.
She looked down at her pajama bottoms and old ratty t-shirt. She would have to change and comb her hair again. She would have to spend money she could use elsewhere, like on iTunes. Alabama Shakes had a new album coming out. Most importantly, she would have to leave her home. She was thirty minutes away from a Fringe marathon on Netflix. The shopping trip would prolong that.
What should Bonnie do?
Go buy the lager. She wanted the best. There was nothing wrong with that. She deserved to enjoy her meal and evening. (Skip to chapter 18)
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Stay Home. She had beer and Netflix what else did she need? (Skip to chapter 19)