Heavy set bouncers, guys so tall they had to duck to get under my door, a martial artist, a couple guys who looked like they should still be in high school, some wrestlers, and then a couple average looking men, streamed into my house. The wrestlers and the bouncers carrying couches and tables. The guy who looked like he could be in a karate movie carrying a large tv, the average joes holding chairs, and the burglar carrying in a rug. "Come on man, don't stand there like a statue, where do you want us to put it all?" he demanded with a smirk.
"Uh...uh..." was all I could stutter out. My eyes probably were flying saucer sized at this point. I had to be dreaming. "The...the couch can go under the window." I finally suggested.
"And have the glare of the sun on the tv? No way." The burglar said with a frown. "No wonder you have nothing here, can you even decorate?" He rolled his eyes. "Jay, Ezzee put that down by the door. Two Pic, John, and Scamp, table and chairs over there." He quickly directed the strangers and before I knew it...my tiny place actually looked like someone lived there.
The burglar grabbed me by the shoulders and propelled me to the couch, forcing me to sit. "You can sleep here tonight, it's going to take us a bit longer to find a bed."
I gaped at him. "A bed?" I repeated.
"Yah, this thing that people sleep on at night?" He shook his head. "Honestly, man. What do you expect to continue to sleep on? The floor? You're better than that, being in college and all."
"I...I...I"
"Should probably wait to form complete sentences until after the food arrives." He interrupted me again. "Don't worry, that will be soon."
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