“Ah! Ah! Oh yeah! Ah! Right there! Oh fuck! It’s so good! Mmmm! Ah!” A girl moans obnoxiously.
Nathaniel looks unamused as the girl screams on top of him. Too loud he thinks to himself. He roughly pushes her off and grabs his clothes.
“Hey! Where are you going?” she asks, upset.
Nathaniel turns his head back over his shoulders and locks his cold eyes with hers briefly before leaving her apartment without a word. Stepping out into the cold air he takes a deep breath before taking out a cigarette and lighting it. Unsure of where to go but not wanting to go back home, he heads towards the only place he knows he’s welcome at any time.
Flower hears a hard knocking on her door as she finishes brushing her teeth. I wonder who it could be this late at night she thinks as she walks over to her door. She opens it and sees, much to her surprise, her childhood friend (and crush), Nathaniel. Blushing ever so slightly, she greets him, astonished at his unexpected visit.
“Nathan? What are you doing here so late?”
Nathaniel looks a her, cigarette hanging from his mouth. Flower coughs a little and he puts it out. Seeing that she wasn’t letting him in, he barges in, pushing past Flower and thumping down onto the couch.
“Nathan! It’s been ages since I last saw you, you can’t just barge in here like you own the place!” Flower exclaims, throwing a punch at him playfully.
Nathaniel smirks and grabs her arm and pulls her onto his lap.
“Hey! At least say something.”
“I’m home” Nathaniel says.