Retro house music played in the dark.

06:30 in a bright green neon light were the only visible feature in this environment before they were snuffed out with a smack.

"Why didn't I unplug you last night" a voice in the dark groaned.

The pitch black was soon extinguished; a near empty room was revealed by sunlight as a lady in a night short nightdress and a hair wrap drew back the curtains.

"I should be having a lie in, but no" she chimed to the cube digital clock on an end table beside her bed, which she then proceeded to make.

*

The lady strolled into an open plan living room/kitchen/diner with her white phone in hand, gaze fixed on the screen as she plopped down onto a black leather coach.

'No Phone calls, No texts, No YourFace, No Messaging Or Contact IN ANY WAY! This is my day off'

she typed with a wink face at the end of her message, which fell under the title 'Summer Worth'

Almost immediately a message popped up

'LOL'

followed by a active '...'

which was soon replaced with

'Can't come visit you in your box room, I mean flat'

responded a user titled 'Harry Best'

'No you can't!'

she quick fire replied as she subtly shuck her head and smirked before continuing

'I'm switching off now'

she posted.

She gazed at her screen, as if willing something to happen, perhaps a response?

About 10 seconds went by, the brightness of her screen began to fade. Suddenly however, the screen light up, the device shuck and an electronic tune with high pitch manipulated vocals sounded.

Her phone was ringing...

"You got a cheek calling me..." she snapped in a joking manner upon highlighting the icon and answering the phone.

"Summer Worth?" a female voice interrupted as Summers mouth was about to form a word "Is there a Miss Summer Worth available?" the voice asked.

"Yes, this is she" Summer replied.

"Have you took out payment protection in..."

"Oh Hell no! I had enough of you people a while back! I took a zero hour commission job to avoid phone calls from the likes of you and..."

The phone flat lined on the callers end.

"Cow" Summer huffed has she flung her phone into the sofa beside her.

*

The tap was running on full blast as Summer approached the bathtub with a tall plastic bottle in her hand. She poured its thick pink content into the jet of water, which resulted in a foaming, expanding island of bubbles. She smiled as she swished her hand around in the mass before getting up and leaving the room.

She re-entered the small room seconds later with a glass in one hand and a bottle in the other. Placing the glass down on the side of the tub as she sat upon the toilet seat, she pushed the cork out the bottle neck, which flew towards the ceiling. With haste, she grabbed the seated glass and attempted to catch the fizzy mess that flowed from the bottle, managing to contain the majority of it before placing the glass back and making her way over to the discarded cork, which she placed in a feminine bin.

Summer switched off the tap, the room was now silent.

Carefully, she pulled her nightdress over her head, keeping her hair wrap intact before folding the night ware and placing it on top of the toilet seat.

Now nude, she slowly stepped into the bubble bath, reached for her nearby glass of fizz, then reclined in the corner.

Summer let out a satisfied, yet forced "ahhh".

But then...

Electronic, club type music was faintly heard, it's volume increasing.

Her buzzed expression dropped, before twisting into a scowl.

Her mobile was ringing...

*