Key wandered into the living room where he had beanbags in front of the couch. He set the new game down next to the controllers he left lying on the floor. compared to other things in the little home, his tv looked new and both and Xbox and Playstation 3 say in front of it. He had a little shelf that held his games and a couple movies. But mostly games.

"Alright, laundry. That uh...sounds good," he muttered. He hadn't thought about that. Laundry after all, was somewhat private. No matter how he dressed, he was still a man. "But you know it's not hard to do. I'm sure you'll catch on quick. Now," he paused as he turned toward the kitchen. "I was thinking of making myself a sandwich for lunch. You want one?"