Della enters the room

As I helped Ava to her feet, eyeing her breasts at my eye-level from a seated position, we heard the door to the common area click open.

Like a blizzard, in walked one unhappy camper. Della, the roommate with a permanent scowl, entered and, upon seeing me in the common area, deepened her frown.

Della was dressed all black, as usual, and seemed to be wearing a very tight tank top. I subconsciously thought about how she wouldn't be able to wear something so small pregnant, and had to stop myself before she saw me perving on her body.

As Della walked into the kitchen, Ava settled back in on the seat next to me. Della nodded a greeting to Ava while pointedly ignoring me. While Della shuffled through the cabinets, I finished my cereal and moved to drop it in the sink. Suddenly, I heard a crash and an expletive.

Turning around, I found Della next to a pile of broken glass looking suspiciously like a former bowl. Expert detective that I am, I reasoned that she must have dropped a bowl.

Not ones to just stand there we both moved to grab the larger pieces and try and clean up. I heard Ava scamper off to find a broom and bag for the glass. While I was reaching for the first piece, Della seemed to have had her eyes on the same one. Our hands made contact, and I felt a sense of deja Vu as a bolt of energy passed between us. Della seemed slightly dazed as I collected a couple of the larger pieces of glass and dropped them in the bag Ava brought.

When we finished up cleaning, I checked the clock. I had to go! Saying goodbye, and actually getting a response from both roommates, I ran out the door.