Sphfffstspt! The automatic air freshener spat its mist. She jumped raising her eyes in annoyance for forgetting one more time what the sound was. No one was standing there; it wasn’t an animal, no long lost Boa or anything like that. She’d bought the batteries herself so it’d work again envisioning the fragrance would lend a heady aura throughout the apartment. More often than not if she opened her mouth to eat when the timer released there was musky aftertaste, not a very good seasoning. Meh.
“Why would the last tenants hang that thing in the kitchen? Didn’t they cook?”