Housemate II

Riccardo walked through the marble entrance, and past the dining room. Before he had to leave for his bedroom upstairs, there was a strong urge to locate the angle all that giggling was coming from.

He entered into the kitchen and ambled up behind Elma on the island deck. "How important is this call?" Riccardo spoke in a way that announced his presence. He noticed how the girl before him suddenly got stiff in her shoulders. She obviously wasn't expecting him there in the hour.

Riccardo peered over her shoulder at the bottle of water she was clinging to so tightly. "You do not think that bottle may be gasping for life?"