7. They’re fighting

Not far from the office, you hear a commotion from room 2. Raised voices. You head down that way to listen in.

“...and I’m so tired of you never being able to get it up!” girl yells

“I can get it up!” The man’s voice betrays a stoner’s proclivities.

“Not today you can’t! Not yesterday you couldn’t! All you do is smoke and jerk off! When it comes to fucking me you’ve got nothing!”

That’s the ticket in. You bang on the door. “Hey, open up in there.”

The man is the first to the door. He looks to be in his late 20s. He’s not too careful about opening the door, and you see a younger girl scrambling to cover her naked body.

“Oh my god Ethan!”

“Heyyy….” He draws out the last letter, not sure what to say.

“We’ve had a couple of noise complaints about you in here. And some smell complaints.” Maybe it’s a hat on a hat, but you expect that this won’t be the first time these two have fought about his drug use.

“Oh for fucks sake, I told you not to smoke in the room.”

“I’m gonna have to ask you to cool off outside, my man.” You’re commanding, hoping to get the nude girlfriend alone.

“Yeah… yeah ok.” He grabs something off a table and walks out. You put your foot in the door frame and he doesn’t even notice you enter. She’s so ashamed she doesn’t notice you slide the latch and chain into place.

Now that you’re inside, you’ve got a better look at the girlfriend. Her hair is a mess, clearly she just woke up, but you can tell she styles it big. She has a honeyed mediterranean complexion, and you can tell she tans topless from the lack of tan lines. She’s only barely able to cover her tits with the sheet she clutches in front of her.

“Some guy…” You trail off.

“Oh my god, he’s such a dick.”

“You can definitely do better.” You eye her up, letting her pick up your meaning.

“I mean… he’s nice enough.” She starts twirling her hair, letting part of the sheet drop. You can see the curve of her ample tits even more clearly.

“Do you want nice?”