horny； wandering eye？they？d decided they were better off as friends who slept in separate beds； in
separate rooms。 It just so happened that those rooms were in the same apartment； because Vanessa
had been rendered homeless by her newly Czechoslovak…boyfriended totally selfish bitchface of a
sister。
？Yeah； this sucks。？ Dan dropped his cigarette into the sink； where it went out with a hiss。 ？I？m so
hungry。？
？Mmmm；？ Vanessa grunted； microwaving some water in a Pyrex measuring cup； the only clean
vessel she could find。 She spilled Folgers on the floor while trying to spoon it into the cup。 She
wasn？t much of a morning person either。
A match made in heaven。
She hoisted herself onto the cluttered kitchen counter； her pale； prickly legs sticking out from a
pair of Dan？s tattered navy blue boxer shorts。 It was bizarre to see her still wearing something of
his； something sointimately his； when they weren？t together anymore。 It made him 。 。 。 sad。
Every night for the last week； Dan had lain awake in bed； wondering what Vanessa was doing in
the next room。 He？d hear her get up to go to the bathroom； and think about accidentally bumping
into her in the dark； familiar hall of the apartment。 They？d fall into each other？s arms； furiously
kissing all the way back to Dan？s bed。 He？d rub her shaven head； loving the feel of the familiar
soft stubble on his chest； the way her