Roger had just got out of the shower when he heard the door knock. "You've got to be fucking kidding me," he said, wrapping a towel around his waste. He wasn't entirely sure what it was about him and showers that made people come knocking, but this was the second time that week.
Shaking his head slightly, he wandered across the flat to the door and opened the door to find Harry standing there. "Harry old boy," Roger said with a big smile. "Come in, I was just getting changed. Make yourself at home while I go put on pants."