Unexpected
Someone knocked on the bedroom door, a sharp, energetic knock. Will instinctively knew who it was. His annoyingly happy apartment-mate, Grace, had wanted to talk all day.
"What?" demanded Will through his door. "Can you not tell that I'm busy? I even brought the computer in here!"
"Lookin' for free gay porn?" Grace's voice was muffled.
"No! I'm typing a legal brief," Will replied, annoyed.
"I'm sure that's not the only brief on your desktop, Will," commented the red-haired, hyper interior designer.
"Go away, you loon," muttered Will to no one. Grace had already left. Will resumed typing. Suddenly, an AOL Instant Message popped up on his screen, and he smiled quickly at it, clicking it open with zeal.
NYCLawYa (9:32): It's about time, Eric. What took ya so long?
Emote709 (9:32): Housemate problems, Will. I hate it here.
NYCLawYa (9:34): I'd get your mind off of it.
Emote709 (9:34): How? :)
NYCLawYa (9:34): First, I'd unbutton your shirt...
(I apologies for such a short chapter. I just wanted some suspense to start off with. More soon, at least a chap a day until done.)