Unaware of what was about to happen, Denki peeled his sweaty shirt off of his torso and discarded it into the laundry basket, changing his sweatpants for a pair of light pajama pants. He’d just gotten back from the gym, and planned on having a nice night to himself.

A knock at the door made him pause, quickly going to the door and opening it. A woman he hooked up with maybe.. two years ago stood there, holding a duffel bag, a nervous smile on her face.

“Hey, I have something to tell you.”