Zack Underwood was terrified.

He ran across Danville, screaming at the top of his lungs. Luckily, it was so early nobody saw him. He ran until he was on a fairly small and quiet street, and leapt for a small, slightly worn-down house. Zack immediately started knocking on the door.

'Milo? Milo, let me inside!' Zack said.

Much to his surprise, the door already opened. Milo was wearing yellow boxers and a white t-shirt that appeared to have some stains on it.

Milo looked at Zack nonchalantly. 'Zack? I've seen many naked people running outside in the morning, but I never assumed you to be one of them.'

Zack screamed as looked at himself and saw he was indeed naked. 'Oh my gosh, I'm naked. I'm so sorry, Milo.'

Milo gave a sly grin as Zack shielded his groin. 'Hey, no need to apologise or cover your penis. It's a nice sight to wake up to.'

'Milo, stop complimenting my dick and get me something to wear!'

Milo blushed. 'Oh, right. Sorry.'

Zack followed Milo into his house, which was as well put together as someone with Murphy's Law would allow. Zack went into Milo's room, where he saw a bucket and rag with a stand.

'I ejaculated onto the ceiling again. Mind if I finish cleaning it first? I'd hate for my, uh, semen to drop down on us,' Milo said.

Zack looked up in disbelief. 'How did you jizz over the entire ceiling?'

'It just happens, sometimes. Murphy's Law can give one quite the unpredictable sex life.'

Milo went up to clean the ceiling, scrubbing it with warm water mixed with cleaning liquid and his rag. When scrubbing, the ceiling started to crack. Zack ran out of the room as the ceiling then crumbled onto Milo.

Milo put his arm out and gave a thumb up. 'I'm okay! I'm just going to need a shower. There might be some clothes in the bathroom.'

Milo walked into the bathroom and shut off the part with the shower, where he started cleaning himself. Zack looked in the clothes basket but saw nothing. He looked in all drawers and cupboards, but only found one thing.

Zack raised his voice. 'Milo, all I can find is this tiny pair of boxer shorts.'

'That'll have to do, the rest of my clothes are under the rubble,' Milo said.

'Ugh, fine. It's better than being nude, I guess.'

Zack pulled on the boxer shorts, and immediately felt the tightness of them. He winced as he went and got a glass of water and took it to the couch. He lay back and caught his breath for a couple of minutes until Milo walked out of the bathroom wearing nothing but a magenta towel.

Milo tightened his towel. 'Figured it might make you feel better if I don't wear much, either.'

Zack smiled. 'At least I have something nice to look at this morning.'

'Oh please, dark blue really accentuates your features.'

'Why thank you. You know, I'm surprised I've never dated you, yet you've always been this side attraction of mine. I guess we always just felt better as friends while being more attracted to other people, like me with Melissa. Wait… Melissa!'

Milo watched Zack jump into a ball and start shivering. Milo sat next to Zack and cradled him.

Milo grew a concerned expression. 'Zack, is everything alright? Is Melissa alright?'

Zack took a moment to get his words together. 'Melissa… Melissa turned into a mermaid.'