We're both Adults, here...

Just trying to share the hot water.

*This story is a complete work of fiction* Sunlight finally roused me from my sleep at one thirty in the afternoon, shining into my room from the single window well above my bed. My "cave," the loft-sized room I had been renting from my mother for the last year, was almost perfect. I had just as much space as I needed; I had my own full-bathroom, even a half-assed kitchenette. The place's...Read On