All I want to do is walk into my familiar bedroom, play a few video games, read a comic or two, or maybe even re-watch an episode of Battlestar Galactica. Is that too much to hope for?

Unfortunately, I'm afraid it is, for there's a sock on the doorknob. I'm a bit surprised by that, as Dennis and Rose haven't been too shy in the past, and haven't cared when Tina and I watched them. For a minute or two, I stand there, debating whether to walk in anyway, but decide that valor is the better part of discretion, and walk back down to my car.

It's New Year's Eve, and my usual tradition is to stay up late playing video games before going to bed the next morning. I've rarely had dates in the past. Since I don't know how long my roommate will take and gaming is on my mind, I decide to call Stephanie.

"Nick? I'm so glad you called! When are you getting back?" She sounds breathless on the other end of the phone as she excitedly talks to me.

"Well, I'm actually at my apartment now, but Dennis and Rose are currently using it. What are you doing?" I ask her, hoping she'll get the hint that I want to come over.

"Getting ready for a party tonight. Are you going?" Since there are literally hundreds of parties going on, I have no idea which one she means, and I tell her so. "The cosplay New Year's one, silly. What other party would I want to go to?"

What party indeed? I wonder.

"But I don't have a costume out here, and I can't get to the ones in my apartment," I say, feeling disheartened. I also can't afford one after all the money I've spent down south, and don't think I can find one that meets my standards on such short notice.

"Oh, well, if you get the chance to get one, I'd love to go with you." The disappointment in her voice makes up my mind. One way or another, I'm going. I only have to get a costume. Well, Dennis will understand if I break this one small convention. Maybe if I'm quiet, he won't even know I'm there.

Trudging back up the stairs, pulling off the sock, I unlock the door. I put the sock back on the knob for good measure, before quietly slipping into my apartment. The sounds of my roommate's lovemaking drift down the short hallway, and I'm pretty sure they won't be able to hear me.

Confident that I'm going to get away with this, I start walking towards my room. By the sounds they are making, I guess that he's left his door open. Just as I walk into the main room, I realize I'm wrong.

Rose looks up at me and smiles as she rides Dennis. They're on the couch, and my roommate has one of her fake tits in his mouth, while she rocks her hips back and forth, moaning loudly. Her red hair is bouncing atop her head as Dennis thrusts into her from below.

"Nick!" Robin exclaims with a smile.

"What the. . ." Dennis starts to yell as he stops moving, craning his neck around to look at me, standing frozen in the entryway. "Dude. . . Sock!"

"Sorry," I tell them, embarrassed. "I just need to get something from my room, and I'll be gone," I quickly make my way to my room to pack the things I need for the party.

I look around my room and sigh in relief. My vacation had been an eventful one, but not relaxing. It's good to be surrounded by my geek paraphernalia again. I almost feel as though my collectibles and posters reset my mind. Remembering the entire reason I came into the apartment, despite the dangling sock, I go to my closet to look through my costumes. All of them tied into geek culture in one form or another. My first thought is to go as Gambit, but with my current muscles, I'm not quite as lanky and thin as I used to be. I continue to go through my costumes; some are bad for cold weather, though I know I will be indoors most of the time; some are just too obscure; and others are too worn. I end up going as Gambit anyway, with a trench coat, bow staff, and all. I even have some contacts that turn my eyes black, but I wait to put them in, as they tend to irritate my eyes if I wear them for too long.

Rose slips into my room at one point as I'm getting ready, and gives me a critical look.

"Who are you supposed to be? A pirate?" she asks solicitously.

"No, mon chere," I say in my best bayou accent, "I be da Gambit." When she continues to look at me, I inform her without the accent, "From a comic book series."

"Oh, yeah, the geek thing." She drops her gaze to my covered crotch before adding, "Sometimes I forget about that. Especially when it comes to your other attributes." She smiles at me.

"Anyway, the reason I came in here is to ask if you're interested in a threesome with Dennis and me," Rose asked.

"No," I tell her flatly.

I already have plenty of women to deal with on my own, and no matter how real her bogus tits look, I prefer the genuine article.Moreover, I don't mind having a threesome where I'm the only man. What I can't stomach is a threesome that has another man in it.

"Well, that sounds too heartbroken," she complains, and I realize that I must have hurt her ego. She must've expected me to agree, but well...

"Not that I'll turn you away if you and Dennis don't work out," I quickly pipe up, trying to soothe her.

"Hmm, well, with a cock as big as yours, you're welcome to join us whenever you like." She winks at me as she turns and walks out. I think Dennis is in for one helluva ride with this fiery redhead.

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