Who: Pamela and Adam Vasic What: Housemates talking When: Tuesday Evening Where: Adam’s Room Warnings: Mention of smexy times Status: Closed/Complete
The Labor Day party had been interesting. Pamela had made a few new friends, hung out with friends she already knew and kissed Harry Dresden to make him stop whining. There had been potential plans to follow through on that, but then Sam happened. Sam was beginning to get on her nerves, but she wasn’t having any luck snapping him out of his bullshit on her own. Pamela needed help.
The first person she thought of was her other housemate. Adam was cool. Adam was a lot of fun. But was Adam going to be able to help? Only one way to find out, and Pamela felt he should at least be aware of what their oversized gloomy cloud of a housemate was up to.
She wanted some privacy for this, and didn’t want Sam to think something was up. That was easy enough. Pamela let herself into Adam’s bedroom to wait for him to come home from work. It wasn’t the first time she’d done this, but those other times she’d been naked, not fully clothed like she was now. When Adam came through the door she grinned. “Surprise.”