Rico stretched in bed as he looked over to see what time his alarm clock read. It said 2:19 PM. This was not particularly unusual for him, it's the reason he has black out shades on the windows. On nights that he works at the club he usually doesn't get back until after 5:30 in the morning, and that's if he doesn't have an after-work drink with his coworkers or any friends. The nightlife industry in New York City is huge, and Rico is only just finding this out. He figured it wouldn't be all that different from Miami but both cities have their quirks. He'd been in New York for a little over a year, and moved in with the guys. He'd found a listing online and after a visit, the guys immediately welcomed them into their home.
Rico took it easy during the daytime. He usually had the apartment to himself as his roommates worked more typical hours. He'd lounge around in his boxer briefs, eat some leftovers, and watch whatever was on Netflix. The guys usually were kind enough to leave whatever they had left from dinner for him. Today it was half of a cheese pizza, which Rico had no problem with. He took the box and took it to the couch with him. He'd been blessed with a pretty good metabolism. Being as tall and thin as he was, nobody would even noticed if he'd overindulged.
After devouring a few slices he heard his phone ringing from his bedroom where it was charging. He launched himself off the couch and saw that the person calling was...
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