Alice esplores Steve's room

I couldn't explain what just happened, Steve disappearing like that, but couldn't resist the urge to explore Steve's room.

The first thing I noticed was the pile of dirty clothes in the corner, like he had tossing them across the room. Add on the half eaten pizza crusts littering the floor adjacent to his waste basket and you had your typical male pig. OINK!

Opening the top drawer of his bureau I found his journal, a couple Play Boy mags, a bag of weed and hash pipe. My pig was a druggy and a voyeur to boot, fancy that.

The other drawers contained the usual socks, sweaters and ratty boxer shorts.

Under the bed were a lot of dust bunnies skittering about. His closet held the usual assortment of clothes and a couple boxes of sports gear.

Opening his computer I got a real shock, all the pictures, icons and print were mirror reversed.