Recluse

What day is it? I think it's Saturday. It's supposed to be the weekend so I'm assuming that it's Saturday in this world. My sense of smell quickly notices what I've been doing last night, and I can quickly assume that my non-injured hand has itself lodged some of its fingers inside my 'happy place'.

Oh god, this place smells awful. The towel I used last night is still covering my mouth like a mask and my covers and bedsheets feel slightly wet. I take off the towel and throw it on the nightstand, throwing away the alluring scent from my nose. I yawn loudly, rubbing sweat and other body fluids off my naked body with my duvet. I'm washing this later anyway, so I might as well make use of it as a towel.

There are other things that I also need to clean, such as the coffee table, the sink, my 'work' towel and my bed. Ugh, so many things!

I get up and out of bed, heading for the windows before I suddenly stop myself from spreading the curtains wide. I keep forgetting that I'm naked and I have to wear some clothes before I open these curtains. Unfortunately for me, I don't really have any 'clean' clothes. I'm going to have to ask Elusive for more so that I don't have to run into problems like these. But it doesn't matter, I've been neglecting my own home for a while so I'm just going to have to suffer and deal with it by doing more manual labour.

I could ask for help, but I don't really want other people snooping around and not doing things as I want them to be done. I'm rather finicky when it comes to dealing with matters that belong to me. Do something wrong and I'll probably shout at whoever did it or I'd just never ask them to do help me again.

As fate would have it, someone comes knocking on my window.

"Blitz, go away." I shout at the window.

"Are you still asleep? It's the weekend! Not to mention it's noon. You're wasting time in there." His muffled voice comes from the window.

"I like it here, and besides, I'm naked. Come back when I've dressed myself." I say nonchalantly.

"...Is someone else in there with you?" He pauses.

"No." I reply.

"Oh, okay. Good." He mutters the last part.

Grumbling, I drag all of my clothes from the laundry pile and head to the bathtub to clean them. I leave Rainblow Blitz behind at the window, ignoring his morning speech about why I should be outside right now. It's always the same thing: Fitness, yadda yadda, healthy life, strong muscles, all that crap. I'm already exercising myself when I work at the farm, so there's no point doing extra on my days of rest.

I bring out a basket whilst I start filling the bathtub with water for me to enter in. I chuck in some thick bath soap to ready the water whilst I chuck in a bar of daisy soap in the basket, hoping to not mix the two up when I start cleaning my clothes. I put the shower head on the black plastic basket for a bit to fill it up with water before I move it back to the bath tub.

I squat down, mocking myself for looking like an idiot for being in this mess. At least the light from the window will keep my back warm in this cold room whilst I clean the laundry. After that, my reward for finishing it is the bath tub.

"Eliza! are you here? Where'd ya go?" Blitz says.

"Come back later!" I shout at him.

"Where the heck are ya? You've only got two windows so wher-" He stops abruptly.

Fuck.

I don't even have time to vent my frustration as I thoroughly scrub my clothing. Instead, I just keep going, keeping my back to the window and my ass as low as possible.

"If you say anything, or do anything...or even keep watching from that window... I swear I will pull off your wings the next time I see you." I quickly threaten him, gritting my teeth in the process.

"Uh, yeah. Okay! So...uh...I'll just wait somewhere else. You're kinda busy, heh." He moves his shadow away from the window, ensuring that he did move away.

"Fucking......moron...." I mumble as I scrub furiously, paying close attention to my injured thumb whilst I did so.

After completing the laundry and my bath, I come out of the bathroom with my red bath towel wrapped tightly on top of my breasts. My hair was too wet to put into a bun so I just let it flow free and straightened it a bit to keep it look tidy. I quickly hear the fluttering of wings outside my bedroom window and quickly realise that Rainbow Blitz is still there, waiting for me.

I pull back the curtains and open the windows, peering out to find that he was somersaulting in the air around my apartment window.

"Why are you still here?" I speak to him. He stops abruptly and stares at me.

"Because I'm your personal fitness trainer, of course. That, and well...you're the first person I go to when I'm bored." Blitz said.

"So I'm a last resort for you." I tilt my head.

"Nono! I didn't mean it like that!" He hastily replies. "You're...entertaining?"

"So you like watching me from my window." I add in.

"No! It's...I...you are.....dammit Eliza! Stop it!" Blitz frowns angrily "You're doing those mind games again!"

I laugh before I move away from the window.

"Eliza? Eliza?" Blitz shouts. "You're not leaving me again are you?"

I take out a wet shirt and shorts and bring it to the window. I present them to Rainbow Blitz, tightening up my bath towel at the same time. He looks puzzled, but he's quite a useful clothes dryer when he needs to be.

"Here, fly around town with these in your hands. The sun and wind should dry them quickly if you do it right." I hand out my clothes to him. "The quicker it dries, the quicker I can wear them. Also, they've been cleaned, so there's no point in sniffing them when I leave them with you."

Blitz crosses his arms, maintaining flight all the while.

"I'm not some errand boy Eliza." He says.

"But if I get those clothes quicker, I can get out of the house quicker, if that's what you want me to do." I take out the two books that I left on the nightstand to read for last night and start reading them on my bed. Before that, I threw my covers in the laundry pile, leaving me to realise that my bedsheets have some really large stains on it, stains that I know came from me.

Like a flash, he took the clothes hanging from the window and left immediately, leaving a large jet sound to let me know that he has left.

Drying the clothes should take a while, so I probably have time to let myself dry and hopefully finish one book if I read fast enough. I mean, it's a children's story in equestrian, so there's not going to be many words anyway. Half of the pages are filled with images anyway so it might not take a while to finish this book.

I cross my legs and spend some quality time at home. I'm not making any promises on leaving anyway, even if Rainbow Blitz begs to leave. I've got my groceries still there, I have more shit to clean, plus I've got snacks. I'm not going anywhere so I might as well start cleaning the rest of what I needed to do yesterday.

Everything was nice and quiet here, the birds chirping about are a bit annoying, but I can live with it. I could also hear the distant booms that Rainbow Blitz is probably doing in an effort to dry my clothes faster.

The first book was about some pony who lost her doll, I think. Some boy managed to find it down a well and gets it back for her, and that's the end of the story. What I'd do in that scenario, is to probably ditch the doll. I mean, who wants a doll that's probably reeking of whatever's been down that well? Not to mention the germs and all that crap on it. Washing it would only remind you that it was probably in the soggiest, dirtiest place ever.

Eh, what do I know? I'm not an author. Whoever wrote this probably wrote it on their experience, so they probably still have that doll with them today or something.

Just as I start reading into the second book, which is about mythical creatures, I hear the fluttering of wings coming close to my window. It looks like I predicted right.

That reminds me, I could have just fast forwarded in time to avoid this crap, but then I realised I'd have to do more self-harm and miss out on a book. Oh well, at least I'm not shedding blood to let my clothes dry out faster. That's a bit too much.

"Eliza!...Eli-Eliza!...hah...that was too tiring..." I hear Blitz crashing on the stone outside of my apartment, momentarily shaking the room a little. "I dried the clothes for you! They should be wearable, I think."

I dragged myself out of the bed and went to the window once more, taking the wrinkly clothes from his hands.

"Nice." I thank him. "You can go now."

"Wait what?" He said. "I thought you said that you would leave the house?"

"I said that I can get out of the house quicker if they dry. I never said that I wanted to get out of the house though." I replied. "I said I can, if I wanted to."

Rainbow Blitz growled. Oh boy.

"All that's left for me to do is to do housework, and unless you want to spend time with me cleaning dirty dishes and dry coffee mugs, you're welcome to help." I said. It's not like he'll ever do it anywa-

"Alright."

"Wait what?" I look back at him.

"I'll do it." He said. His ears suspiciously flick straight up for some reason.

And, like an idiot, he starts crawling through the small window. The small window that is too small for his bulky size. Of course, he goes in head first, which causes him trouble when he eventually gets stuck on the window when his arms start fitting through. This guy is as wide as a door. My window is half that width, so when you see a large, bipedal stallion shove it's head and one arm through a window that's clearly too small for him, you're going to start laughing.

"Not through the window!" I giggle at his misfortune.

"It's not my fault it's small." He mutters.

"Go through the door, you fucking moron." I slowly calm down. "And wait a sec or two, I'm getting changed."

And with that, I pulled the curtains on him, regardless if he is stuck there or not. I just hope he doesn't break it when he tries to get out, or else the landlord will get mad.

"Alright, start with taking those mugs out of the coffee table and take out the bag of groceries I left there." I start working on the dishes.

"Alrighty," Rainbow Blitz walks over to the cofee table. "Your house is really small."

"Thanks, I can't really afford much unlike you." I dabble the waters.

"I-I didn't mean it like that."

"Just leave it alone."

"Okay."

Rainbow Blitz catches sight of my bed, noticing the stains. He slowly hovers towards it whilst I busy myself with the dishes. He lands quietly on the bed, already noticing the smell coming from it. He sniffs a bit, stops, then sniffs a bit more. Before you know it, his snout is lightly pressed on the bed, his ears flickering about and his wings fluttering erratically.

He passes by the nightstand, passing Eliza's 'work' towel.

"You really do spend a lot of time here...don't you?" He said.

"Get your nose out from where I sleep." I shout.

"That's not all you do." He mutters.

"It's not like you don't do the same thing at your own bed. You probably soak the entire sheets."

"...Shut up."