Because there's not enough stories about Kutner, and his character is so underdeveloped.
Inspired reading Revengent's 'Morse Code'... imagine calling for help and having nobody to read the signs.
Kutner liked his apartment.
It was messy, undecorated – a true bachelor pad, only full of life. He had a couple of sad looking posters in one corner of the room he had stuck up in one of his cleaning frenzies. Otherwise, it was the same furniture he had inherited from his new parents when he had moved out.
It wasn't that he didn't like change – it was just the monotony of life, time, slipping away from him that prevented him from picking up a catalogue and renovating. But as it was, with the windows open, the lights on, a comfy couch, clean air and a constant sweet aroma that had no source, it was Kutner's perfect environment.
He always went home to an empty house at night. It used to scare him slightly, walking into a dark house alone. He remembered things he tried very hard to forget in the dark.
But now he left the light on – his new salary paid the electricity bills much better than his old.
As long as he didn't look too hard out into the dark night, or think too deeply, he was safe from fear.
He never forgot to lock the door.
Reviews welcome! ~LH