short story 1: a tale of roommates

[toolshedarsenal]

[Mort really isn't sure what to think of this roommate thing. he's mostly been steering clear of the kid, and since he hasn't decorated a dorm door in a good fifteen years or so, he left that up to Harry. this morning's note under his cereal bowl, however, is making it painfully obvious that he needs to actually INTERACT. so he grabs a pair of jeans and a sweater from the dressers and tosses them on the foot of Harry's bed]

You still breathing in there, Harry?