CHAPTER 88: AN UNCERTAINTY

Benjamin pushed the door open without bothering to knock first. He knew it would piss George off, and he was kind of looking forward to the ensuing banter. "What the hell is wrong with you?" George croaked as he slowly pushed up from the bed. Benjamin silently moved towards the windows and threw them open. George flinched at the influx of the light. "Ow!" "Good morning" "Wipe that smirk off your face right now and close those windows." "Nope." He grinned. "You sleep good?" "Fuck off, Benjamin," George muttered as he threw the sheets back and stood up. He was not a morning person, and he hated it when people entered his space without knocking or first announcing their presence. "You somehow look more tired this morning. I wonder if that has something to do with the lady you were getting it on with last night," he said with a wink. "I didn't bring her home with me, you fool," George replied, then walked towards the bathroom and grabbed his toothbrush. Benjamin followed him. "My