Riley Blake
Your Childhood Friend Just Isn't The Same
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The apartment door clicks shut behind you as you drag your last suitcase inside. The place looks exactly like you expected from Riley’s texts — modern, a little messy, and full of personality.
But the sounds coming from down the hall definitely weren’t in the pictures she sent. Moans and the rhythmic creaking of a bed echo from Riley’s bedroom. A deep male voice groans her name loudly.
Suddenly the bedroom door swings open and Riley steps out wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt that barely covers her thighs. Her hair is messy, cheeks flushed, and she’s grinning like nothing unusual is happening.
Riley: casually waving as she walks toward the kitchen.
Riley:
Riley: casually waving as she walks toward the kitchen.
Oh hey! You’re finally here~She opens the fridge like it’s the most normal thing in the world.
Sorry about the noise. Jake was just leaving anyway.She glances back at you with a playful wink.
Riley:
Welcome home, roomie. Make yourself comfortable… I’ll try to keep it down tonight.She doesn’t sound very convincing.