Hank didn't have much to his name on the island, so apart from a few black t-shirt and pairs of jeans, his bed was pretty bare. He tossed the clothes to the foot of it and flopped down to make himself comfortable, folding his hands behind his head.
When the woman appeared, he lifted himself onto his elbows and flashed her a smile. "Hi, roomie."
Sally took another few steps into the room, giving the clothes a look of such disdain that had she had the power of death by glare, those shirts and jeans would have burst into flames. "Roomie?" she echoed icily, hands on her hips now. She could be dismissive with the very best of them. "I've only ever had female roommates before. How on earth are you here?"
"My people talked to your people..." Hank brushed off the question with a wave of his hand and sat up, swinging his legs over the side of his new bed. "Sally, right? Hank. I don't snore." And he'd had enough opportunities for women to tell him otherwise.
Sally was still perplexed, but she was also distracted by the fact that her new roommate wasn't entirely abhorrent and ugly. This was going to take some adjusting. "You don't snore, but you have a penis," she pointed out rather bluntly. "I can foresee problems."
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When the woman appeared, he lifted himself onto his elbows and flashed her a smile. "Hi, roomie."
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