"Why don't we own a television?" Adrian asked from a lounging position on the couch. He'd been stuck in the apartment for four weeks now, unable to come up with anything to pass the time. The only thing he looked forward to was the day he'd get to take this irritating cast off and go on with his once exciting life.

"Because neither of us ever uses a TV. I am normally busy and you use to never be home. Why spend the money on one?" Gabe rolled his eyes at his roommate's boredom. He'd had to deal with so many annoyances that he'd normally be free of if Adrian was out hunting vampires. It was hard to get any work done between all the questions he had to answer.

They sat in silence for what seemed to be too long for Adrian and not long enough for Gabe. Adrian picked at his cast; the cotton lining almost completely tore out of the top part now. Gabe concentrated on his laptop and was praying that the questions have come to an end for the day. He was definitely missing the peace and quiet that once drove him crazy. When Adrian got the cast off, Gabe would never complain about being home all the time by himself again. He laughed quietly to himself as he remember his mother once acting the same way about his father when he'd injured his back. Crap, Gabe thought, I never noticed how much we act like a married couple.

"We need to invest in a maid." Adrian piped up, taking in the mess of the apartment. There were empty food packages strolled over the kitchen table and the counter. There were enough weapons to supply a small army cluttering the entire floor space. Clothes hung from the back of furniture and dust lined everything they owned. He'd never noticed how sloppy they were before. It was kind of disgusting and he was suddenly embarrassed that Alice had seen it like this.

"Or a very lazy individual could get off the couch and clean it."

Adrian raised an eyebrow and pushed himself off the couch. "Yes, dear. Would you like me to cook your dinner too?" Cleaning probably would help me to keep my mind off of her, he silently added to himself.

Gabe laughed, despite wanting to be annoyed. It occurred to him that Adrian had always known they'd acted like an old married couple. He shook his head as he watched his roommate stand in the middle of the clutter and try to find a place to start. He suddenly became aware of the mess their home actually was in. "Wow, it is bad in here."

"Yeah, get up and help me."

Gabe stood up from the table, picked up his laptop, and patted Adrian on the back. "No, I really think you've got this one."

Gabe turned to walk toward his bedroom at the end of the hall when he was hit with something hard on the back of his head. He fell sprawled out on the floor and tried to cushion his computer so it wouldn't break. He turned over to see Adrian examining his plastered hand and laughing.

"I really don't see why he told me not to use this as a weapon. It's so effective." Adrian moved his eyes to his friend. "Now get up and help me clean."

Once their combination dinning room and living room looked clean, Adrian dropped the black trash bag that was in his left hand and headed towards the front door.

"Where are you going?" Gabe asked behind a pile of books he was removing from the counter. "I thought we were cleaning this place up."

"Changed my mind." Adrian shrugged as Gabe rolled his eyes. "I think I'm going to go down town and play basketball. Want to come?"

"Adrian, have you forgotten your hand is in a cast?"

"Well," he looked down at his broken hand then smiled mischievously at his roommate, "if you come play one on one with me then all I'll need is the one hand to win."

"But it looked like rain." Gabe protested again.

"Doesn't it always?"

Gabe dropped the stack of books back on the kitchen counter and pushed his glasses up on his nose. He hated playing basketball, especially down town where the Evans brothers spent most of their free time, but if it would get his friend out of the old apartment then what choice did he have?

"Alright, just let me change into some shorts and find my goggles."

"Yeah sure, we'd hate if you broke those 'so nerdy they're cool' glasses." Adrian snorted and leaned against the wall to wait on Gabe.