Hi! A short story, guess I needed something happier than 'How far can we go', and this idea just popped up, so here you go. Written in a rush, so I apologize for any mistakes.
As always, reviews and suggestions are welcome.
Alex was having a bad day.
Her whole life she had dreamed of living in a big city, somewhere you could go out at 3am and find an open restaurant or meeting open minded people who surrounded themselves with culture, all valid reasons that led her to moving from that quiet and lifeless neighborhood in the middle of New Jersey to Brooklyn, New York.
"The big Apple, the city of dreams", they said. Pffft. More like the city of noise and around 100 people applying for the same low end job with a terrible paycheck, paying ridiculous amounts of rent and almost fighting for a place in line of the new 'hot spot'.
5 months. 5 months in the big city. 5 months with a shitty paying job, writing reviews on independent plays, mostly always boring or annoying, performed by not-so-great actors.
5 months sharing a studio apartment with her best friend. Nicky didn't pay rent – her family was wealthy and her mom gave her the apartment, so the short girl allowed for Alex to move in, rent free. The only problem was the place didn't even have one bedroom – there was only space for Nicky's bed and an air mattress where Alex slept, a couple chairs on the sides of the room and only 10 steps from the kitchen area, no walls separating any spaces apart from the bathroom.
There was absolutely no privacy, but hey, it was free and that should be good enough, right? It wasn't. Alex has always been an introvert at home – she enjoyed sitting in silence, drinking a beer and reading a book, uninterrupted, a ritual she kept since the age of thirteen. Her habits the complete opposite of her current roommate, who enjoyed partying and reality shows far too much for Alex's liking.
Apartment hunting had been harder than she thought. Since she obviously couldn't afford her own place, the only option was finding a roommate, but it couldn't be Nicky, seeing as she didn't have an official job, which meant basically no income, except for the freelance shifts she sometimes worked at a restaurant, so Alex had to share an apartment with someone she had never met before. Unfortunately all the different people and culture you can find in New York also means most people were quite exquisite, like the hoarder or the clean freak she had met earlier in the day.
Alex was relieved to get to Nicky's studio, even if she had to put up with the extremely loud television or her friend's stupid jokes; looking forward to taking a bath while drinking an ice cold beer.
The door was locked, which was odd since Nicky rarely left the apartment, but the confusion went away as soon as she opened the door and took sight of the situation: Nicky was between some girl's legs, eating her out, unaware of the third person inside the apartment
"Shit, Nicky! You could've left a sock on the doorknob!"
Nicky lifted her head and smirked "Sorry. I was starving."
"What for, pussy?"
"You know me so well, Vause" she said, a side smile on her face, as she returned to the task in front of her.
Alex sighed and went inside the bathroom to escape the live sex session that was currently happening in the living room/bedroom/kitchen. She needed her own room.
About 30 minutes later, Nicky knocked on the door "Coast is clear, Vause, you can come out now"
"I'm really, really tired of getting a front row seat at your sex life, Nick. Just text me or something so I won't run into you and some random girl anymore"
"You could learn a thing or two from my performances" the shorter girl walked to the refrigerator and grabbed two beers, handing one to her friend, who nodded as she took the bottle "Find a new crib yet?"
Alex opened her beer and took a sip "This city is full of weirdos!"
"And we're no exceptions" Nicky said with a smile and then took a sip of her beer
"Ooooh no Nick, I'm serious. I met a fucking hoarder today! Just like the ones on the stupid show you watch! The weirdo had like 20 boxes in the room he was renting and there was absolutely no space for anything else in the other rooms!"
"If you move there, I beg you to take me with you. I've always dreamed of meeting a real life hoarder!"
"I'm sure you'd love that" she took another sip "How'd you get a random girl to fuck you in the middle of the day?"
"Meeehhh, I was bored so I went on Craigslist and she was looking for new friends…"
"You bought home someone you met on fucking Craigslist?! Didn't I just tell you about New York freaks?!"
"Damn right she was a freak. Amazing finger skills. Nice friend, that girl."
Alex rolled her eyes; she REALLY needed her own bedroom…
Well, since this is a Vauseman story, you'll meet Piper soon, just hang in there. Don't hesitate to review/pm!
