Ken got up, and walked to the door in stocking-feet. Opening the door revealed Dave Starsky, loaded down with what looked like everything he owned.
Ken took the picture in with a terrible suspicion. They wouldn't. They couldn't. The irony would be tragic.
Starsky smiled and elbowed past him. "It's your lucky day, Choirboy... I happen t'be your new roomie..." Starsky announced. Wearing a white T-shirt blazoned with the Academy seal and navy-blue sweats, he stood there, surprisingly blue eyes just beaming.
"No," Ken said, blankly. Then, with dawning disbelief, and half an octave lower, he repeated himself. "No."
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Complete?: Yes - Published: 02/02/2012 - Last Updated: 03/17/2012