Most of his things were inside but didn’t even fill half of the apartment.Mike inched his way to the floor and leaned against the couch. He was drenched in sweat and fought to catch his breath. “Please tell me we’re done.”“We’re done.”They sat for a few minutes and relaxed. A knock at the door made them both sigh.“Well?” Dennis tapped the back of Mike’s head with the toe of his shoe. “You gonna answer your door?”Mike shuffled over and opened it. A plate of brownies was shoved into his arms.“Welcome to the building.” A stocky woman in a jogging suit stepped into the apartment. Her brown hair was pulled into a ponytail and a smile almost split her face in two. She looked to Mike to be around his mother’s age, but in much better shape. “I’m Margot, in 328. Kind of the unofficial welcoming committee.”“Uh, hi. I’m Mike. This is Dennis.” She turned to Dennis and waved and Mike’s eyes were drawn to the sway of her breasts.Dennis stood. “Hi, Margot.
