You cant go to work without a good meal first

You spot the pussy on full display before you've even had your morning coffee, and suddenly work feels very far away.

You take your time, eyes tracing every curve, every soft line demanding your attention. You feel the pull of it low in your stomach, that specific hunger that has nothing to do with breakfast. You lean closer, letting the image fill your vision completely.

You already know you're going to be late. You decide some meals deserve to be savored slowly, without rushing, without apology. You close your laptop and give this the full attention it deserves.