The Volleyball Captain Next Door
Just stone walls, warm lights, and wide glass windows.
Somehow, the guys have beat us home.
Then again... I might've driven a little slower than usual.
“Hey, maid!” Spencer breaks contact from the kiss he’s having on our couch, making out with a... a purple-haired girl who has one of her boobs out.
Hart blinks blankly, responding slowly, “Gardener...”
"JESUS CHRIST." She spins and covers her own eyes, all of her sense returning to her at once.
Spencer laughs and returns to his make-out session. Gross.