Aaron yawned and sat up, sighing. Walking out of his room, he saw a few boxers sitting around, remembering that his new roommate had just moved in last night. He headed to the kitchen, peeking at a few of her belongings in opened boxes. Claire was in the somewhat small kitchen eating a bowl of cereal. She had only been awake for a few minutes and was somewhat disheveled.
Aaron took a seat opposite her on the small island, getting some coffee ready and rubbing his eyes. "Morning," he muttered, raising his arms to stretch. She mumbled something that sounded like "morning" but he couldn't quite tell what she said. He raised his eyebrow at her mumble but shrugged it off. "Any plans, apart from unpacking?" he asked, pouring a mug full of coffee before offering the pot to Claire. Gratefully, she took the pot and poured herself a cup. "Not really. Got a lot of stuff to go through and figure out where it goes."
Aaron nodded and yawned again, taking another long sip, "Need a hand?" he offered, feeling a little sticky in the hot weather.
"That'd be awesome, actually." Claire finished up her cereal, putting the bowl in the sink. She headed back into the living room, where boxes were stacked around the couch. Aaron followed her in and groaned in the heat. Not thinking much about it, he took off his shirt and tossed it onto the couch for the time being, "So what first?"
Not noticing his shirtlessness, Claire grabbed the box closest to her and opened it up. Inside is a bunch of clothing. "I'm going to go put this stuff in drawers. You can grab anything, just don't go through the one with the red tape."
Aaron nodded, getting a little curious as to what was in the box he was told not to look through. He started opening the bigger boxers first, tempted to make a slit in the forbidden box to take a peek. The box he opened first mostly has silverware like forks and knives. There are also some plates. Moving the box, he noticed the handles on the sides of the box with red tape fold out. He could probably look inside and Claire would never know...
He took out the items she'd likely use and not need in the box. He bit his lip and peered into the box with red tape quickly, hoping she didn't see yet.
Aaron saw a stack of papers and some objects, but it's not well illuminated so he couldn't see what the objects are. As he was about to close the handle, one of the pages flutters out through it. He took the paper before it falls and glimpse over it, seeing what it is and get some sort of idea about what Claire was hiding.
It seems to be mostly romantic, sappy stuff. He shrugged and flipped it over, but before he put it back, he noticed the...colorful language on the back. It's porn. And from the writing style (which he recognized from the emails we exchanged before we became roommates), it seems that it is her writing.
Aaron couldn't help but read over her work, surprised at what he found, swallowing a little when imagining what was going through her mind when she wrote this. Hearing Claire's footsteps coming back in, he tried to put it back quickly but it's too late, and he can't explain the situation at the moment, shocked by what he found.
There's an awkward silence. Finally, after about 30 seconds (which seems so much longer) Claire spoke. "Do...do you like it?"
