Chapter 1
"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?"
Jeff was not having a good day at all. His boss almost fired him for coming to work 10 minutes late, at work a little toddler ran up to him and punched him in the balls, the hot girl he met at the bar tonight gave him a 5 digit number to call, and now, this.
'How the hell did I leave my house keys at work?'
He kicked his door. Yep, he was locked out of his house. Well, an apartment really, but a home is a home, right? He sighed. The store closed 4 hours ago, so there was no way to get his keys tonight and he was definitely not going over to Dan's house. Dan, a good friend, but he could wake up sleeping beauty being under the spelling spell with his snoring. He decided to call the maintenance man at the apartment building first. He pressed 4 on his speed dial and the phone started to ring.
" Hello, Spence here," the man on the other line said.
"Hey man! It's Jeff, from the apartment building. I locked myself out, could you possibly unlock my door for me?"
Spence sighed. "I wish I could Jeff, but I can't, I'm at the kid's tournament. I would say call the locksmith, but it's Sunday, so they're closed for the night. I can't get there for another 2 hours even if I left now. If you don't want to wait for me, you could always ask one of your next door neighbors if you could climb over their patio to yours?"
Jeff groaned, not sure if he was sober enough for something so active, but it beat sleeping over at Dan's. "Yeah, that's a good idea. I'll do that, hopefully they're still awake. Tell your daughter I said good luck. Thanks, bye Spence."
He hung up and looked at his door, glaring at it. Sure, it wasn't the doors fault, but that was the only victim he could find. He dragged himself to the door on the left, since their patio was closer to his than the one on the right. He knocked on the door, praying they would be home. He heard a faint "Just one second!" Jeff smiled, happy that they, from the voice he guessed a man, were home. He heard the door click and looked up from the ground to see a slightly shorter, by only an inch or two, man. Jeff had to keep his jaw from dropping. This man was the most handsomest man he's seen for a LONG time. This guy had bright blue eyes with a dazzling smile.
The man smiled at Jeff, " Why hello there! Is there something I can do for you?"
Jeff smiled back, placing a hand on the back of his neck which made him look embarrassed and dorky at the same time.
"Actually, yes, there is. I locked myself out of my apartment like an idiot. Is there a way I could climb over your patio to mine? Spence isn't here and the locksmiths are closed."
The man nodded his head and opened the door wider so Jeff could squeeze in. Jeff smiled and walked in his house. He turned around, and held his hand out.
"I'm Jeff by the way, Jeff Davis. Thank you so much, you are saving me from losing sleep."
The man laughed, taking his hand and shaking it.
"Nice to meet you Jeff, my name is Charles. Anytime."
Jeff shook his head and released himself from the handshake.
"Charles? Hm, nah, I'll call you…Chip, it fits you!"
Charles, now known as Chip, raised his eyebrows to Jeff, but decided not to ask any questions, for he truly didn't want to know how Jeff came up with that. Jeff smiled and walked to the patio. He turned around and waved to Chip.
"Thanks man, I owe you!" Jeff then proceeded to jump to his patio, which was actually not a big jump at all. Chip came outside to his patio and smiled.
"No problem, you owe me nothing. Get some sleep, you look like you need it."
Jeff stuck out his tongue to show his annoyance to the remark, but repeated the same to Chip and entered his house. He closed the door and smiled. He ran to the holy bed and jumped under the sheets, not caring to change out of his suit. He closed his eyes, feeling almost happy for locking himself out, since he finally knew someone other than Spence at the apartment building. He set his alarm for work tomorrow and drifted off to sleep.
