Flint couldn't sleep. He looked over at the slumbering form of Jaye beside him and sighed. At least she was finally sleeping. She had been sick for two days. He felt her head and sighed yet again, noting that her high fever finally broke. He carefully got out of bed so as not to wake her and headed towards the little kitchenette she shared with Scarlett who was currently away on a mission.
Flint walked into the kitchenette and went straight for the refrigerator and opened. He was immediately assaulted with the smell of something spoiled. "Ugh…" he groaned.
He started to pull stuff out to try to find the offending edible product. He was shocked at some of the stuff he found in there. And here he thought girls were supposed to be cleaner that guys.
The first thing he pulled out was the carton of milk that was out dated by a week. He smelled it and crunched up his nose because it smelled rather bad but it wasn't the smell he was looking for.
About fifteen minutes later he had everything off the shelves. Almost everything was fuzzy and in a wide range of colors that they should not be. But even thought that stuff was spoiled they weren't what was causing the foul stench.
He got down on his knees and with a hint of trepidation pulled open the drawer at the bottom of the fridge. What he saw made him change his mind about eating anything for the next month. Inside was something so old that you couldn't tell what it was anymore. He quickly closed the drawer and the fridge. He went right to the phone by the apartment door and dialed a number. "Airtight, bring a bio hazard bag to Jaye's."