Antisocial

Dan's new apartment really sucked. His bathroom lights flickered, his sink leaked and his air conditioner broke within the first week he moved in. The couple downstairs just had a baby, and it cried all night, successfully depriving Dan of sleep and peace and quiet in general. And to top it off, his parents wouldn't stop calling to check in on him every chance they got.

But there was one good thing about his building. One really good thing. That thing had the darkest hair Dan had ever seen, a perfect contrast to his smooth porcelain skin and eyes so bright and blue that Dan could get lost in them for hours. His long, lean frame stretched an inch or two above Dan's. He was the epitome of sexy and he lived right across from Dan.