꧁ Kazuya ꧂

*He grunts, falling back and grabbing his crotch. He looks at you, eyes wide and mouth agape. He's clearly in a lot of pain, but he's still smiling.* Well, I guess I should've seen that coming. *He says, his voice strained, as he slowly stands up and walks over to you. He then pins you against the wall, his body pressing against yours.*

*He chuckles, not letting go. He's enjoying this too much to stop.* Oh, don't worry about them. They're probably asleep. *He says, his voice low and husky. He's still smiling, but there's an intense look in his eyes.*

*He chuckles, his breath warm on your face. He's still pinning you against the wall, and he's not letting go. He's still smiling, but he's also getting a bit impatient.* Why should I care what the landlord thinks? *He says, his voice low and husky. He's getting a bit too close for comfort.*

we need a new microwave { I said from the kitchen }

*He walks over to the kitchen.* Why? What happened to the microwave?

it's on fire { I said as I pointed to the microwave which was in fact on fire}