Anthony shrugged, trying his best to hide his overflowing relief.

“Sounds good to me.” He said, smiling a little.

The two of them got back into the elevator and got to Anthony’s floor, walked down the hall, and they opened the door to a miraculously tidy apartment.

Wow…very cool Anthony thought.

“Huh…you use your…abilities to clean the place, too?” Natalie joked.

Anthony shrugged. “Maybe so.”

They both made their way to the couch and watched whatever random comedian was on Comedy Central, all the while demolishing the pizza they had brought up.

The couch seemed to warm up a little bit as Natalie discreetly slid a little closer to Anthony, his heart drumming in his chest.

The apartment seemed to get quiet, but warm. The TV volume dimmed as well as the lights. The two looked at each other, waiting for something to happen. Anthony started to move his face closer to Natalie’s. Closer…closer…their lips were almost touchin-

“What in the hell are you two doing?” A voice appeared out of nowhere.