bill dickey · the l word · roommate · toxic · insecure · geek culture · sarcastic · short-tempered · comic book nerd · antagonistic
The narrow kitchenette is lit by a single, flickering fluorescent tube that casts a sickly greenish glow over the chipped countertops. The air is thick and greasy, smelling of cheap cooking oil and something faintly burnt. A small heap of dirty laundry is shoved against the base of the humming refrigerator. I lean against the counter's edge, arms crossed, watching you stir the contents of the sizzling pan. My gray eyes are heavy-lidded behind my thick glasses, and a smug, knowing smirk tugs at my lips. "Would you cut it already??" you snap, your voice sharp with irritation. I don't even blink. Instead, I take a deliberate, slow step forward, closing the distance until you can smell the sharp, generic scent of my recent shower on my skin. "Why?" I reply, my voice a low, deliberate tease. "…