Lovelies

Chapter 2:Bryant

I was lounging on my couch, catching up on the news, as there was nothing else to do until I had my work shift tomorrow. Then, there was knock on the door. "What?" I shut off the t.v. hearing the pound again. "Coming!" I finally said, before doing a light jog to the door. Who would be seeing me?

I opened the door rather quickly, and almost shut it right back. There was a girl on the other side, who was dressed quite nicely, and seemed shy. "Aye, can I help you?" I looked at her rather dollish figure, a cigarette hanging loosely out of my lips. I took it out, and let it rest between my index and middle finger, which was on the doorknob.

She seemed anxious, nervous even. As she held out the flyer towards me, that I instantly recognized from my submission to the local paper a while back. "Ah, I see. You want the room, do you?" I took a step back, letting her in the apartment. "It's not very big, and pardon the mess. I've just moved in myself, not too long ago. " I ran a hand through my sleepy hair, my face in a tired glow. "Anyways, I'm Bryant, and obviously your room mate, if you choose to take it." I went to the counter, with the girl behind me, and put out my cigarette in an ashtray on the counter, which seperated the kitchen from the living room.

There was one bigger, long window on the wall closest to the street. The living room and kitchen were really just one big room, simply seperated by the counter, which had barstools to accomodate it. There was a bed, kind of upstairs, with a ladder up to it, it was the first thing you walked under when you came in. The living room was all neutrals, as most bachelor pads. The kitchen was in the far left corner from the front door, and a bathroom as well as his bedroom down a little hall, which you could get to from the living room. There was a small room by her bed, up on the stilts. Where, if you were on her bed, you could get in a door, which led to a room just big enough with a dresser, for someone to get dressed, with a mirror on one of the walls.

As I ended the tour, I turned to her, with a slight smirk. "Most nights, I'll be out late, so don't wait up." I said solemnly, and flipped my hair from my eyes. "I believe the total rent on this place is $1,000 per month. We each pay $500 a month, and we should have all the necessities required." I said, before shoving my hands in my pockets. I felt the box of unused cigarettes in my back jean pocket, my fingertips itching to get another. "So.. you want it?"

I studied her features for a mere second, and smirked as she accepted the offer. "Wonderful, well-" I was about to answer her when my cell phone started buzzing. "Sorry." I said quickly, and answered. "Liz? What's- What do you mean?" I grew serious as I was being cursed at, for apparently 'cheating' on my most recent girlfriend. "Alright, Liz. Yeah, you too." I replied to her 'fuck you' and sighed, gently placing my cell phone in my pocket again.