and they were roommates

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Sean burst through the door to his apartment. Tucker, his roommate, glanced up from his phone, which he held in front of himself at a distance. Sean tossed his brief case onto a chair beside the doorway. 

"How was your first day?" Tucker asked, resorting to a more casual scroll on his phone screen. Sean tossed himself onto the opposite end of the couch. 

"It's not my dream job, but it will definitely get me there," Sean answered, "What have you been doing all day?" 

"I've been practicing my TV anchor face for my try-out tomorrow," Tucker said.

"All day?" Sean asked in disbelief. 

"Of course. It's my dream, Sean, I have to strive for the best. So do you. Speaking of which, what kind of stuff are you doing at work?" Tucker asked, striking his best interviewer face. Sean leaned back, setting his gaze on the ceiling. He paused for a moment, drawing in a deep breath, then sighing. 

"I just did computer and paperwork. It was ridiculously boring, honestly. I just want to get to the top, already. I'm grateful to work under Mr. Nook, but I want to live the life he lives," Sean said, with a sparkle in his eyes that made Tucker chuckle. "He had a suit with gold trim on it... He had such a commanding presence." He paused, trying to find the words. Tucker's concentrated stare caught him off guard, pulling him back into reality. "Tucker, I just want my turn at success." 

"I know how you feel. Don't worry, Sean, we'll reach our success one day," Tucker said, placing a hand on Sean's shoulder. His face softened as he nodded reassuringly, who released the tension in his shoulders. These kinds of moment reminded Sean of the times he promised himself he'd forget -- times wherein he wished to close the gap between he and his roommate. As they sat in that soft moment of reassurance, an oppressive heat pressed on them, almost begging them to bring their lips together. They inspected every inch of each other's face. 

Tucker's phone suddenly buzzed, and the two snapped back to reality.

"So, uh, anyway, what do you want from the Chinese restaurant?" Tucker asked sheepishly. 

"Oh yeah, haha, uhm Kung Pow Penis!" he blurted. Both Tucker and Sean blushed. "I, of course, mean Kung Pow Chicken!!" 

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