Heather stood at the window and gazed out at the lush green of the garden, the red brick walls and the blue roof of the apartment building across the street. Her hand traced the outline of the building as it cut into the sky and disappeared into the clouds. A shiver ran down her spine and she crossed her arms to preserve the moment.She was naked and it was freezing outside. She could see her breath disappear into the cold air.
She turned away from the window and pulled her comforter tight around her. Suddenly, she felt a thump against the wall next to her and a curse from the other side of the wall. “Bloody hell, you scared me, Max! What are you doing here?”
The thump turned into a shove and then a loud crash. “You know this isn’t my house, Max! I scream through the wall. “Get out of my apartment before I call the police!” Another crash followed and Max flew through the air like a rag doll. He landed on the bed and rolled over, his face red and his eyes glassy.”I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were in here,” he muttered, his voice raw from screaming.
He got up and brushed his teeth in the sink. He looked in the mirror and winced at the scratches on his face. He ran a hand through his hair and grimaced at the clump of dirt caked in his blonde locks.He looked like a ruffian, but he didn’t have the heart to tell Carly that he’d been roughed up by a bunch of punks the night before.
The living room was dark and silent. He flicked the lights switch and they illuminated the worn carpet and the moldy couches. There was a smell of stale beer and sweat that permeated from the hallway and up the stairs to the second floor.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/zlj63a/friendly_heather_weather