"Must be some golden balls you have there bro."
Ash teased while keeping the smirk on his face.
"Just because you have a pistol tucked into your trousers doesn't give you the pass to be intimidating or having a tendency to be a psychopath."
I stated as I munch onto another handful of chips.
"Damn, so you got great eyes, not foolish, 10 points."
"You gotta be kidding me, well, I won't prey further on why you have a freaking gun in this establishment."
"Uhhh, isn't that obvious? I might have a psycho as a roommate."
"Ash, you just muttered that I'm not foolish, right?"
I noted while dropping my snack, crossing my legs and supporting my head's balance as I have my jaw resting at the back of my hands.
My elbows mounted on my laps while putting up a vibe like I'm going to offer him a deal he can't refuse.
Yes, I am suspicious of my roommate, Ash.
At first, he has feminine features but naturally acts like a male.
No bust bumps on his hoodie nor visible curves to give him out, except for a slight one which seems like he has a boner or something and for the other obvious bulge that took the shape of a gun around his waist as he was about to have his seat.
I then went on with my inquisition,
"You do know that I don't give a fuck if your life is on the line or something and if I have any minor inconvenience from your enemies, I will definitely snitch on you within a heartbeat."
"Do you have to be so cold dude?
But you really are damn impressive to notice what's going on around me.
Can I just ask, what gave me away?"
Ash inquired as he pulls out his pistol, unloads it and places it on the ground for him to convey a message of trust.
"I walked in on you, no reaction, meaning you were expecting me, thereby, having your way with information about my arrival.
Again, the whole room was dark, although the television was emitting a dim light, luckily for me, I have a good eyesight.
I could tell that you were not in front of the television but instead, sitting on the other bean bag in order to make it look like you were not around or something.
Then, when I switched on the lights, your first action was to yell and not act scared nor did you get a bit frightened.
Once more, the major reason why you have a gun on you right now is that you were suspicious of why a rich dude is posing as a struggling youth and you also happen to not find out real information about me, since the one let out in the public is obviously fake.
Now, to cover up your suspicious actions, when I asked about how my cover blew up, you were fast to use my cologne.
Then, you went on to interview me about my purpose for my false pretense and I literally told you my source of income to at least, turn the hostile atmosphere around you to a friendly one."
"Then, why did you take my snack and soda?
What if it was laced?"
"I made sure to do an observation and none of your chips were resealed nor do they have any needle holes.
As for the drinks…"
I pulled forward the soda, to show that it hasn't been opened yet.
"…not yet opened."
After my explanation, he went silent while staring at me in awe.
I went on forward with a tease,
"Did that get you horny?"
"Enough for me to let you do the fucking, missionary and raised legs, so that I can watch you do the fucking."
"You are one horny motherfucker.
Another thing, I do not plan to hide my riches… to some extent though.
So, I hope your situation is less enough for some shopping."
"So, is that a yes?"
He teased while gulping down on his drink.
"Sorry but I'm satisfied with sticking it into female holes."
"Thank goodness that's your sexuality."
"Why then did you bother asking?"
"To make sure that I don't have any other reason to shoot you."
"Well, let's hope that reason comes sooner than expected."
I replied with a smile and stood up before continuing,
"By the way, which one is my room?"
"The brown door."
"Nice."