Not so much bad writer's block anymore, but not so much to write either. This is what I have, hope you are amused. Please R&R!

Achilles awoke in the morning, he looked over and saw Briseis sleeping next to him. He got out of bed and walked to the hallway closet. He opened it and saw his cousin was no longer there. He walked into the kitchen and saw that his cousin had drank his orange juice, and left the container on the counter. He also saw that he ate half his food and left it on the counter as well. His bags were gone. Achilles began cleaning up after his cousin. He heard Briseis moving about in the room. His cell phone went off and he went to answer it. It was his handler Odysseus.

"Speak" Achilles started

"It's nice to hear from you too"

"You know I'm not a morning person"

"Anyways I have another one for you, sending it over now. Look this one has special instructions"

"Don't they all?"

Briseis looked around and wondered how she got into the bedroom. She saw she was still in her underwear and alone in bed. She sat up in the bed and tried to remember what she had done. She ate some brownies with Pat that's all she could remember. She got out of bed slowly only to trip over the clothes on the floor. She fell forward and crashed onto the ground. Briseis tried to get up slowly.

"A great way to start the day"

Briseis got up started to get dressed. She heard Achilles talking in the kitchen and quietly started to sneak out.

"No this one's really specific. You see-"

Achilles was distracted as he saw Briseis fully clothed start heading for the door.

"Where are you going?" he asked

"I'm late for work" Briseis answered

"Work? Where do you work now?"

"Same place"

Achilles was thinking back to where Briseis had previously worked.

"Don't tell me you're still working there!"

"Don't be such a baby about it"

"You're not working at the art school again are you?"

"I work there during daytime hours, it's with a bunch of graduate students and they're all professional about it. And no your cousin hasn't seen me since that night"

"You can't work there!"

"And why the hell not?"

"Because, you can't!"

"That's really not a valid reason"

"I don't want you to go"

"I'll be gone a few hours"

"No that's not what I meant. I don't want other guys looking at you, ogling you. God no. You don't have to work anyways"

"I'm not staying home playing Sandra Lee for you, cooking and cleaning this place. I have a life and intend on living it"

"Couldn't you be a parts model instead?"

"I'm not a girl that's in constant need of being rescued you know? "

"You don't have to work, you don't have to do any of this. You know I make enough"

"No. I don't want to depend on you for everything."

"Why not?"

"I don't want to talk about this. I'm going to be late"

"Briseis," Achilles reached out and grabbed onto her arm, "We need to talk"

"I think your handler wants to talk to you" Briseis answered back

Odysseus was yelling over the phone for Achilles to respond. Achilles attention was diverted for a moment to Odysseus yelling.

"I'll call you back" Achilles hung up the phone and looked back at Briseis.

She's in trouble now! What will happen next? What is Achilles up to? Why can't Briseis find another job? Who knows? Please R&R!