The chug-chug of Ray’s pickup truck cut through the quiet.
chug-chugSteve met Dee’s eye, and they shared a look of quiet desperation before Steve let out a sigh.
Dee countered with a groan. “Both of you have the night off?”
BothSteve glared daggers towards the parking lot. “I guess so.”
The pair waited, stared at the door in a fog of irritation, knowing mere seconds separated them from their current calm and Ray’s boisterous energy. No matter what they planned, Ray would never concede them alone time.
Steve’s mind swirled with how he might get rid of their red-headed roommate, not concerned with why he was there so much as that he wouldn’t be there long.
After long seconds of suspense, Ray fell through the door with enough bangs and stomps to make an army proud. Stopped short by the
