Steven nearly pissed his pants when he opened the door to Andrew’s washroom and found Ken inside, waiting for him!
“Come in,” Ken laughed. “There is enough room for both of us. I promise.”
Steven looked Ken in the eyes and scowled. He had come to this hotel for a little rest and relaxation. So far his visit had been anything but.
With a leather coat, ripped jeans, and a cigarette dangling from his mouth, Ken looked like a proper hoodlum. Ken looked up, met Steven’s eyes, and said, “What are you doing here? Why did you move?”
“It’s none of your business,” Steven hissed. “What about the thing that I asked you to do? That is your business, and yet it has been too long since I last received an update from you!””
Ken walked past Steven, took a seat on the sofa, and said, “You asked me to f
