You were exercising at home in front of the TV when the sound of opening doors interrupted you. You lived alone, so you were surprised. You looked towards the front door and were about to grab something for defense, but then you saw your longtime friend, Charles.
“They still work,” he waved the keys at you.
You had given them to him a few years ago just in case, and you had pretty much forgotten about it.
“What if I were naked?” you looked at him and crossed your arms. “I wouldn’t complain,” he smiled. “Besides, I rang the doorbell. You didn’t open the door, so I thought something happened because I heard some noise from inside.” “The doorbell doesn’t work, and I was just exercising,” you rolled your eyes.
“Take a shower, get dressed nicely, and we’re going out,” he commanded.