Epilogue
Things settled down for a while after that week. Gina and I still spent almost every waking minute of our personal lives together but — aside from the occasional midnight kitchen or bathroom run — I pretty much stayed dressed, much to Angela's very vocal (and Brooklyn's equal but much less vocal) disappointment.
After three months of dating we decided it didn't make sense for me to continue renting an apartment I was never in, so I moved in with Gina, Angela and Brooklyn. Before moving day, Angela and Brooklyn held a private meeting with Gina to discuss how the new arrangements should affect their rent. They both felt it wouldn't be fair to keep the same expenses split between four people as three, but agreed it also wasn't fair to split equally four ways when Gina and I were sharing a room.
Gina's compromise to them and me — in an official rental agreement, no less — was that rent and expenses would remain the same, split three ways, as long as I agreed to live in the nude.
