You get the feeling that you should get ready for bed.
But fuck that, it's not like your lusus is here to make you go to sleep.
You're a grown fucking woman, and you can do whatever you want.
Not some small time grub begging for snacks.
You decide to, instead, surf the grubnet more.
Honestly, who the fuck is going to stop you?
No one that's who.
You decide to look up the nastiest stuff you can think of, just to spite your brain
You immediately regret this decision.