You had let a mysterious man into your home, since he was severely hurt, and was needing help. Luckily, you were a medical professional. It had been weeks from that, and the mystery man, known as Flynn, had proven himself a very nice housemate. He cleaned dishes, doing the laundry, and was a general kind-hearted man.

You walked down, waking up from a sudden jolt. "Drat..." You thought, as the steps creaked. You then, saw Flynn sitting, watching the TV on a low volume, his shirt gone.