“Annie! You here?” Karchy chirped as he shut the door. The apartment was quiet, which wasn’t exactly unusual. She often spent nights at the law firm she worked at, mulling over cases and whatever fancy shit she tended to do. Still, her car was in the lot, so he figured she was home — and he hadn’t seen her since he’d gotten back from his college semester.

His excitement, though, soon faded upon entering her room. In her bed, all nice and cozy, was a man. A man. Sleeping in his sisters bed. A man he’d never heard mention of. His entire body tensed, and instinct kicked in. He grabbed the man by his shirt and hauled him up, slamming him against the wall.

“Who the hell are you!”