Roger was beginning to like Olivia's room more and more. There was a bay window with a window seat. Why couldn't his room have as much character? Of course, he woke up in Olivia's room. He hadn't meant to. They'd watched Chumbscrubber and Thumbsucker into the wee morning hours. He still had popcorn in his hair after their little popcorn fight, but he'd slept on her couch even if was at the foot of her bed.
He hurried out before anyone else awoke. Olivia was still cuddled to her pillow when he left, and really it had been innocent enough, and yet he missed her already on the walk home. Being here in a new town. New life ....was like being a fish out of water. He really was scared of this world. Roger hoped it didn't show. At the moment though, he really wished where Olivia lived was a few blocks closer to his place.
Just as he made it to his street he saw Lon sitting on steps in his jeans, barefooted and shirtless.
"What are you doing out here?" Roger winced.
"I locked myself out," Lon looked up at him innocently enough. "I don't have a key."
Roger smirked as he gingerly went up the steps and unlocked the door. A likely story. "You were probably smoking."
"No, I wasn't." Lon squinted following him in. "Where have you been?"
"None of your business." Roger told him as he noticed there was some coffee in the coffee maker. "So where's Ellie?"
"She thought she should get an early start at Lydia's." Lon stuffed his hands in the pockets of his faded jeans.
"What? You couldn't persuade her to stay, huh?" Roger could only hope she'd get enough of him, but he was fit. And it made Roger full of envy the more he looked at him. He turned then to nurse his coffee.
"So, do I get a key?" Lon wanted to know.
"You're really gonna stay here?" Roger frowned.
"Yeah," Lon said with all sincerity."You really plan on renting that room out to someone?"
Roger just nodded.
"So how much do you want from me then?"
"I dunno." Roger shrugged not wanting to look at him. "Four hundred." He looked back at Lon then who was reaching for his wallet. He pulled about 4 hundred dollar bills and handed them over to Roger.
"A key?" Lon gave him an emotionless glare.
Roger put the money on the kitchen counter then and pulled out his keychain. Then he slid a key off the ring and gave it to Lon.
Lon remained even lipped and put the key on his own key chain. It was settled, but it didn't mean they had to be friends.