We graduated college a few weeks ago. We moved into the apartment together a week ago.

We haven't actually known each other all that long though. We met our senior year. You lived in the apartment a couple doors down from mine. You had two roommates, I had three. We had a class together and ended up spending a lot of time together studying with each other. Our friends and roommates naturally assumed we were dating. We weren't.

We spent a the week since we moved in getting the apartment in order. Setting up our rooms and everything else just how we wanted it.

You started dating Derick about a month before graduation. I was dating Valerie. Neither of us were particularly happy with our relationships. Valerie was boring. Derick was controlling. Once he started accusing you of cheating with me, and several other people, you decided you couldn't deal with it and broke up with him. Whenever I asked Valerie a question she was noncommittal in her responses. Never wanting to do anything. Never wanting to go out. I got frustrated with her and just ended it.

You and I are sitting on the couch, a pizza, some wings, a couple of beers. We're watching a movie and just trying forget the last couple of days.

Describe your character, limits, and pick up where I left off.

Chats will be ignored. Private messages only.

I'm Chris. 6 feet tall, around 190 pounds, skinny with some muscle definition. White, no tattoos, no piercings. Shaggy black hair and gray eyes.

My kinks are open. If it's not below, I'm probably okay with it.

Not into rape, hard violence, scat, urine, feet, underage, animals