Sean Stone

Player's Choice

Jenny was studying for her psychology exam when she heard the knock on the door. Two brief knocks pulled her out of her concentrative state. She dropped her pen onto her textbook and rose from her desk. She didn't know who might be at the door, she wasn't expecting anybody this evening. She stuck her head out of the window at the street below to see if there were any cars she recognised that might tell her who was at the door but there were none. It wasn't until she was already at the door when she remembered that she was only wearing her pajama bottoms and a small t-shirt and wasn't really dressed to receive. It was too late by that point and so she opened the door. Michael, her flatmate’s little brother, stood out in the hallway smiling pleasantly. He was seventeen years old and as usual, he was smartly dressed in a shirt and his hair was perfectly parted to one side.