Abby made her way to her apartment, she was excited to talk to Sam about her day. She put the keys into the blue door’s lock and turned the doorknob. Walking into the room she saw the television was paused in the middle of a game, it looked like Sam had been playing one of the Fallout games. She kicked her shoes off and tossed them into her room with her purse, “Sam, I’m home.” She shouted.
Sam came back into the room a pair of black sweats hung low on his hips, his chest bare showing off multiple tattoos of angels and demons battling across his chest and back, he was looking down at his phone. His bare feet padding on the hardwood floor, “Good,” he said tossing his phone to the couch as he looked up at her, “I ordered a pizza to celebrate, I got your favorite pineapple and pepperoni
