one was away for a while and their roommate got a new roommate and forgot to tell them aka ‘who is the naked dude in my kitchen?’ a h e m
Toulouse had just returned home from a month long visit to Paris, summoned by her grandmother. Duffle slung over her shoulder, Toulouse slid her key into the lock on her front door, shoving it open with her shoulder. “Viv! I’m home!” There was a clatter in the kitchen as she rounded the corner, only to come face to face with none other than Sully. And nothing else. Just Sully… in his birthday suit. “Jesus!” Toulouse dropped her bags to cover her eyes, “What the fuck?! Why are you naked in my kitchen?!” She shouted, face flushing. She peeked at his face from between her fingers. “So, I’m gonna assume you and Viv finally got together, right?”
