"Do, do, do... Okay, lets get started." Devin whistled, taking his seat as he smiled to the camera, grabbing the sack of papers lying on the arm rest. "Wassup, this is your man Scott yall! I'm here to- huh?"
Devin stopped himself as he checked his phone, tilting his head and dropping the script as he read the text.
"Ooookay, Devin's the name and getting into acting is my new game... W-wow, I-I'm bad at winging it." Devin stammered, looking everywhere but the camera before laughing out a nervous chuckle. "Scott must be a lead in another show on the network... Blah, blah, blah."
Devin smiled in relief as he read another text.
"R-right, old show. Good idea." Devin nodded. "Ridonculous Race isn't coming back. Kinda bummed about that. Really bummed, honestly. I had a great time. Made some good friends. Met the love of my life... realized it, more like. Double R had powerhouse ratings, for the life of me I don't know why they canceled it."
Devin focused his gaze back to the camera after reading another text.
"I'm on a new show now, 'Urban Fantasy'. No double alliteration, but still an awesome title right?" Devin asked, smiling at the camera for a moment before shrugging. "No clue what its about- oh, wait. Urban and fantasy. Right there in the title. I guess those are themes... Full disclosure, they came to me. I thought it sounded like fun. Of course they didn't tell me I was going solo until after I signed."
Devin shook his head at another text.
"Show biz, am I right?" Devin asked. "I know i made it sound bad, but don't get me wrong. I'm excited. No real details, but come on! Urban fantasy. Maybe its about the journey of a self made man, or a struggling artist. Personally I'm hoping for a traveling magician. They're so cool when you see them on the street. But in all seriousness, my last show ended with me in a full body cast."
Devin smirked at the camera as he finally texted back.
"Top it."
Brew City- Urban fantasy
Chapter 1- Pilot
"Hello. This is Chang, Devin Chang." Devin announced, only receiving static from the door's buzzer. The door's phone plate was implanted on the side of the faded green brick wall of the building, less than a foot from the bright red metal door. Taking out his phone to check and scrolling through the texts to make sure he had the location right, both the apartment number and street address. Readjusting his back pack and setting his duffel, Devin shrugged. "Did you mean afternoon, the e-mail didn't say-"
The red front door suddenly cracked open with a loud buzzing sound coming from just next to the handle, cutting Devin off. Giving a happy shrug, Devin walked in down the hall and a few flights of stairs of the apartment building until he found his door. After knocking on it, the door opened and a pudgy, tired looking man opened the door. While he was about a head taller than Devin himself he was a fair deal wider with a bit of a gut, shaggy red hair with a matching scruffy beard. He was wearing nothing but a worn looking white T-shirt with faded red sweat pants. He looked like he just got out of bed.
"Uhhh, Justin?" Devin asked.
The red haired man gave a low groan. His half opened blood shot eyes staring off into space as he walked back into the apartment, leaving the door open for Devin behind him. Shrugging, Devin fallowed with his stuff. The apartment was fairly standard, if a bit pricey. It was a three bed, two bath. The living room was just big enough for a couch, a side chair, and a TV in the front. Just like what Devin saw on the website. Though, for some reason the couch was flipped over.
A few feet in, Devin dropped his stuff to the side wall before he stepped on something. Under his foot Devin found none other than a hot pink sports bra. Looking around, Devin saw a few more pieces of discarded clothes, all of which were girls clothes. More than one girl's clothes at that given the one and a half pair of pink and white running shoes Devin could see scattered around the living room. Another of which was white and black striped yoga pants that were half covered by the couch as Sam flipped it back up before collapsing on to it. His face buried in the cushion on one end, his feet hanging off the other. Devin suppressed a laugh as he heard bearded guy snoring after a few seconds.
Shaking off the laughs, Devin tilted his head at the thought. Either he had a girl roommate he didn't know about, or the snoring guy face down on the couch had himself a fun time with someone the night before. Two someone's by the double pairs of different sized girls clothes laying around. Deciding not to think further into it as he shrugged before grabbing his stuff again to move to the cleaner side of the room, only to find the missing running shoe under his carry-on bag.
After putting away his stuff again, Devin grabbed the pairs of girls shoes and put them on the side-chair next to the couch. Picking up the hot pink sports bra he stepped on off the ground, Devin heard the door open on the right side of the room and out walked a couple girls who looked like they also just got out of bed... and half naked.
The taller one looked to be about eye level with Devin himself. She was on the thinner side, her leanness seemed to be only enhanced by her darker complexion, her ebony shoulder length hair in straight hanging dreadlocks. The other girl had paler skin, a little on the pudgy side like the guy sleeping on the couch, was about a head shorter than Devin, and her shoulder length black hair was all bunched up on one side. Devin could guess what side she was slept on. Both girls were in a state of undress. The taller girl was in only an olive green V-neck shirt that reached a little below her waist. The shorter girl was in a simple blue hoody, since it was a bit small for her, it wasn't zipped father than her belly button. Both of which, if anything, made it harder not to look at these cute girls.
Walking out of the room, one yawning and the other rubbing an eye, instantly stopped as they spotted Devin. Devin himself turned to the side, the girls still in his vision, but he didn't look directly at them. Devin's face reddened as he remembered he was holding the sports bra he stepped on from before.
"Uh," Devin turned back, trying not to stare at the girls as he held out the sports bra. "I was cleaning up."
"Ummm, like thanks." The taller girl said, pulling the V-neck shirt down to her thighs, trying to cover herself. The shirt itself already comically large on her, barely held on to the girl's shoulders. Thus showing Devin ample cleavage over her considerable chest, that Devin did not mind noticing, as she walked over around the couch. Around the sleeping guy, who's snoring stopped when the door was opened. "Sorry, we didn't know there was anyone else here."
"I could wait outside if you want." Devin suggested, grabbing duffel bag again. "No problem."
"Its fine." The shorter girl said, zipping up the hoody, which if anything showed even more than when it was unzipped. As it was now skin tight on the girl, especially around the chest, her nipples pressed against the fabric. The rest emphasizing the larger gal's generous curves. "We'll be leaving soon."
"We're already running late for work."
The taller girl said, sliding on the sports bra through the V-neck. Devin looked away again, if anything else trying not to look creepy, but couldn't help enjoying whatever view he could. Devin tried to focus on anything else, but there wasn't much in the small room, aside from seeing the shorter girl find a pair of pink and black yoga pants and slipped them on. With no options, Devin just shut his eyes and counted to ten.
"Sooo, you two and Justin have fun last night?" Devin opening his eyes. The shorter gal now fully dressed, if still in the tight hoody. The taller girl now wore the shirt around her waist like a long skirt, the large neck opening just small enough to stay on, the hot pink sports bra tight against her chest. "He was barely awake when he let me in."
"Um, what?" The girls looked at Devin confused. He pointed at the couch beside them. The girls look startled for a moment at the sleeping guy, still faced down on the couch, before confusion returned to their faces. "We had no idea he was there."
"We were with his roommate down the hall." Blue hoody said, pointing to the room they just came out of. "Still sleeping like an angel."
"Well, uh, sorry to disturb ya. Sooo, do you guys live here or..." Devin asked, turning from redbeard on the couch to the girls. Devin grabbed the sneakers on the lazy boy, handing them off before gesturing at their obvious gym clothes. "Here you go."
"Haha, no. We met JayJay at the gym." Sports bra shook her head as she grabbed her sneakers. "If we knew he had roommates we would have invited him to our place. Sorry."
"I-its fine..." Devin stammered shrugging, looking away for a moment before turning back to the girls. "JayJay?"
"It was on his name tag." Sports bra shrugged, her and blue hoody continued looking around the rest of the room. "Its cute, but don't let that fool ya. He's such a naughty boy."
Devin awkwardly nodded as he turned away, he knew what they were looking for and walked over to the far end of the couch, redbeard's feet hanging over the yoga pants that were stuck under the back leg. Lifting up and setting down the couch as quietly as he could, Devin held his breath more to avoid the smell of redbeard's feet then for the lift itself as he reached for the yoga pants. They were too far away for Devin to grab them… at least with his hands. Peaking over, Devin could see the girls weren't looking at him and reached out with his mind, grabbing the yoga pants with an invisible hand of thought before pulling them out.
"Looking for this?" Devin asked, holding the yoga pants with his right hand as he lowered the couch back down.
"Thank you,"
Sports bra smiled, shimmering into the stretchy tight pants, the olive colored V-neck around her waist swayed around like a hula skirt. Devin probably should have looked away… but the girl was all kinds of pretty and the scene wasn't really something people see every day. It was then through the corner of his eye that Devin saw the door the girls first came out of crack open. The guy in the room stopped frozen, his mouth still open from yawning, as he spotted the girls.
"Sooo," Blue hoody greeted, the sweatshirt now unzipped revealing a white tank top, Devin had no idea where it came from. Blue hoody waved as she slipped into the matching pink and white shoes before pointing behind her to the door, the guy silently and slowly closed his mouth. "How do you know JayJay?"
"Roommate, or will be." The guy's gaze switched to Devin, shaking his head with shushing gesture as he slowly shut his door closed. Devin smiled at this, trying to hold in a laugh. "Haven't met your guy yet, but how'd you meet?"
"Oh wel-"
"Hhheeyyy..." Redbeard yawned. "Quiet down."
"Sorry." Blue hoody whispered at redbeard. As she did, Devin felt a faint tingling coming up his hand from his bag. Lifting it up, Devin saw a hello kitty decorated smart phone vibrating on the floor. Holding it up so the girls could see it, Blue hoody bit her lip as she grabbed it, wincing at the screen. "OMGod! We are so late."
"Oh crap! That's the third time this week."
Sports bra cringed as she ran to the door, only to trip and falls as the olive green shirt got tangled around her ankles. Sports bra jumped back up to her feet only to almost fall back down. Devin tried to catch her but Sports bra was too far away to reach… with his arms. Focusing on the girl's back, Devin grabbed her with this mind, a sheet of thought cushioning her. Slowing he decent enough for Devin managed to catch her with is actual hands. Sports bra was clearly confused as her eyes darted around the apartment.
Ignoring that, Devin held Sports bra up with one hand as he pulled off the shirt from her ankles with the other, but once Sports bra had one leg free she kicked the shirt off the other and right onto redbeard's face, though that last bit was probably by accident. Redbeard hadn't even noticed as he just kept on snoring under it.
"Key's. Key's." Blue hoody asked, desperately looking around the room, getting down on her knees to peak under the furniture. Blue hoody even tipped over the lazy boy, only to find balls of lint. "Where are the keys?"
"I-I don't know. I don't know. I don't know." Sports bra stammered, the look of confusion on her face swapped to panic as she all but bounced on the balls of her feet. Devin tried not to notice how her actual sports bra was bouncing up and down with her. Pulling his gaze away, Devin pulled out his own phone from his pocket. "We need this job. What are we going to do?"
"Mmmmarrppphhh." Redbeard chuffed, turning to his side on the couch, completely oblivious to everything going on.
"Ummm, any chance you guys didn't drive here and just called a ride?" Devin asked, both the girls immediately stopped what they were doing and stared at him, wide eyed with blank stares. Devin shrugged as he held up his phone to them. "Well, uber app. Should be outside in a few minutes."
Surprisingly, the girls didn't say another word as they all but jumped out the front door.
"They're gone buddy." Devin smiled, speaking just loud enough down the hall not to wake up redbeard on the couch. "You can come out."
"Holy crap." The door opened, and out walked the anti-redbeard. The guy was a little shorter than Devin, messy dark brown hair, clean shaven face, along with a healthy tan complexion… Oh and he had a full blown six pack, well defined shoulder and arm muscles and Devin would swear that his pearl white teeth looked like they were glowing. Devin wouldn't have been surprised that under the olive green sweat pants were just as toned leg muscles. He looked like the lost Greek god of body spray commercials. Quite a contrast to the hairy pudgy pale dude passed out on the couch. "I thought they'd never leave…they took my hoody too."
"Couldn't have gone that far." Devin shrugged, smirking at the guy as he walked into the living room. "I could call'em back if you wa-"
"No no, that's cool." The guy shook his head as he held out his hand, Devin shook it. "J-just a hoody... that my mom gave me. Anyway, I'm Justin. I put out the add. Sorry you ran into that. Lost track of time."
"Devin. So I'm guessing those aren't the roommates I don't know about?" Devin asked, smiling as he pointed to redbeard still passed out on the couch. Devin tilted his head as he walked back over to redbeard and pulled off the shirt over his face. "Believe this is yours."
"Thanks." Justin nodded, grabbing the shirt only to cringe as he saw a glob of slobber right in the middle, probably the part that was over redbeard's mouth. Justin sighed as he tossed it. "Perfect, but yeah. We got another roommate. Probably should'ah mentioned that in the add. Dude's name is Sam, cool guy. He works nights, you'll barely see him. He actually got here about an hour before you did."
"Oh, poor guy. I feel bad for waking him up." Devin turned to the sleeping redbeard. "Did you not hear the buzzer?"
"Oh I did." Justin nodded. "I've actually been up since before Sam came home. But I was smothered between those two. Couldn't risk waken'em up. Swear to god! First time I ever wanted to put ear plugs in during."
"They didn't seem that bad."
"Cuz they were in a hurry." Just shook his head. "Give'm twenty minutes, you'd rip you're ears off. Its what I get for bringing girls from work home."
"Let me guess." Devon sarcastically tapped his chin. "A door to door nutritionist, trying to educate people the benefits of being a couch potato."
"W-what?" Justin tilted his head confused at Devon as he pointed to his bare stomach. "N-no, what part of these abs told you that? That doesn't even sound like a real jo- joke. Its a joke. Got it. Ya might wanna work on it. Had to think for a bit to get it."
"I'll work it out of my stand up."
"Let me lose my ticket to your free improv skit in advance." Justin shrugged. "You want some coffee?"
"Ha." Devon snorted, nodding as he fallowed Abs out of the living room and into the kitchen. Leaving redbeard alone to sleep in peace. The kitchen itself was fairly small, which was no real surprise. Just enough room for a sink, a stove, and a shelf with a mini-fridge taking up a third of it."S-sure."
"But yeah, I'm a personal trainer." Justin explained pulling out a couple of mugs from the top shelf and setting one in the coffee maker on the second shelf as he turned it on. "I got off work as their yoga class was wrapping up. You know the story. We got talking, one thing led to another, yadda-yadda. I landed in my apartment with two lovely ladies with me somehow coming to regret it the next morning."
"Wow!" Devon chuckled, unable to hold back his laughs. The sheer upbeat tone, and the blunt way he was saying it, made it impossible as the half naked walking deodorant model grabbed his now filled mug out and replaced it with empty one. "I don't really know what to say to that. Ever thought of writing your adventures down and giving it to a publicist?"
"I'm sure it would bite me in the ass later." Justin shrugged, ignoring Devon's joke as he took a sip of his cup, grabbing Devon's mug and handing it to him. "Hope you like green leaf espresso."
"Awesome! My new favorite." Devon said, grabbing the coffee mug. "I'm sorry french vanilla. You'll always have a special place in my heart."
"Y-you're one of those 'glass half full' types aren't ya, Dev?"
"Meh." Devin answered, looking down at the dark drink in his hand, shrugging and took a swig. To Devin's own surprise didn't taste that off, the coffee was just less sweet than he was used to. "J-just trying to make a good first impression. I'm sure I'll be less insufferable after we get used to each other."
"Ha!" Justin laughed, almost spitting out his last sip, thankfully without spilling anything. "Dude, you're fine. The very fact that you're trying means you're a step up over my other roommates. Yeah, Sam's cool, but when we see each other, one of us is a sleep. Best I get out'ah him is a yawn."
"Works for me." Devin yawned jokingly, before finishing off the last of the coffee in his mug. "Can I get another cup of that?"
"S-sure," Justin snorted, refilling Devin's mug. "You can't tell a joke but you can make me laugh. I just might not lose that ticket."
"Thanks." Devon nodded, dinging his mug against Justin's own. "Cheers."
"Not to pry on the first day, but'ah... its a pretty weird time to move." Devin set down his mug, but before he could so much as open his mouth something on his face must have answered for him as Justin winced, and it wasn't for the coffee. "Bad break up."
"Yuup," Devin shrugged. "Wasn't working between me and her. Moving out just seemed like the right call."
"Oh that sucks." Justin laughed, a sad tone in his voice. "Its always the girl who gets the best stuff in the break, but the whole apartment? Damn. Hope she found a roommate fast."
"Meh," Devin tilted his head, drinking the last of his second cup. "She was my neighbor before we moved in. Can I get another?"
"Sure," Justin nodded as he refilled Devin's mug. "That's why I never hook up with anyone in my building... they'd know where I live."
"What about those two-"
"A couple of girls who can't remember my name, pretty sure they won't remember my address." Justin shrugged, handing Devin back his mug before pulling out bottle of brown liquid from inside a cheerios cereal box. "Want some irish spice with that?"
"Nah, I'm cool." Devin shook his head, before taking another swig of his mug. "I got work soon."
"You got any pics of your ex?" Justin asked.
"Just on my phone." Devin answered. "Why?"
"Damn!" Justin cursed, his teeth showing. "One of the drawbacks of the digital age, you don't get the satisfaction of burning pics of your ex. So much as post anything bad about them online, at best you a creep."
"Never seen that done in real life." Devin said, ignoring the last part of his speech. "The burning pictures thing."
"Got the idea from a rom-com myself." Justin admitted. "Its surprisingly satisfying. Have the perfect way to do it too. Hint. It involves alcohol, and not the drinking kind."
"Uhhh, what?" Devin asked, as Justin knelled down and opened up the cabinet under the sink. "You gonna dip the pictures in rubbing alcohol, the kind you find in first aid kits?"
"H-hold on. Hold on. Justin said, digging further into the cabinet. As he did, Devin just shrugged and finished off his coffee before pouring himself a fourth cup. By the time Justin finally gave up, over half his upper body was under the sink. Standing up, Justin shrugged, disappointed. "Huh, must be in my room."
"Its cool." Devin took another sip. "I don't really have any pics to burn anyway. Well aside from my phone, but ah..."
"Its a trick, man." Justin folded his arms at Devin. "A lil something I whip out at parties. My version of a first impression. Thought I'd brighten your morning with a little panache. I can still get it out'ah my room if you want."
"Nah, its cool." Devin said, finishing off his mug before showing Justin the time on his phone. "Besides, I gotta get going."
"Meh, good point." Justin nodded, heading out the kitchen back toward his room. "Mark my words Dev, you'll see my trick before you know it Fam."