#(v.frustration)

porter hadn’t really thought it through, just going over to maiden’s house. they were ‘just friends’ now and he needed somewhere to watch the game. he knew where she hid her spare key and more than that, knew she wouldn’t be home for at least three hours, or so he thought. he was getting comfortable on the couch when he heard movement from the back of the apartment. he grabbed onto a lamp, ready to attack the intruder. he was more than pleasantly surprised when he swung her bedroom door open to find her there in a pair of lingerie he had never seen her in before though soon the smirk fell off his face. “uh, who are those for?”