Snippet #2365220

Chance woke up bright and early, per usual. He showered and dressed, a simple plain tee and jeans that he found laying around. He didn't 'dress up' until it was time to go out. For now, he wanted to be himself.

He heard Samatha moving about in the next room as he was reading his book. 'The Princess of Mars' by Egdar Rice Burroughs. John Carter as it was more commonly know. He adored classic fiction. He'd finished Sherlock Homles weeks ago now he was on to others. He actively ignored her as flipped another page.
He was supposed to be madly in love with her but frankly the girl got on his very nerves. How he got dragged into this fake relationship was beyond him. Somehow his agent/manager convinced him it was a good idea. It was a difficult feat but the man could sell steak to a vegan.

"Chance! I am about to eat all the food!" She called from downstairs and Chance had a half a mind to scream 'Then just do it.' but he didn't. He wasn't heartless. Sure, she was annoying as hell but she meant well. He closed his book and rose from his chair. He walked door the stairs and made his way toward the kitchen. He found her already horking down a plate of Waffles. He didn't say a word. He just grabbed a plate and commenced to filling it with food.