Buzzkill(er)

The perks of not having a place to live or anything to do is that I could keep an eye on Clementine.
I now knew her whole daily routine:
Wake up at 07:00, get ready for her early classes, get herself to said classes at 07:30, stay in class until lunch at 11:00, next class at 11:45, stay in said class until 13:30, new class, then after class she would usually either go back to her dorm or hang out with the people she was with at the party.
Depending on what she would do after school she would either be back at 15:00 or 18:00 - 18:30.

I had been following and keeping an eye on her for a month straight. I was just waiting to take her to the basement, which was weird considering I don't have a home. Don't worry. It's not my basement, also it's not a place for people to stay. Yet.

The basement belongs to the lady working at the local sex shop. The local and only sex shop, mind you. She's a failry boring lady concidering she's selling BDSM and bondage equipment all day.
We used to hook up earlier, I told her I didn't have a place to sleep, she would let me sleep on her couch. She would also often mention the basement and told me I could fix it up and stay there if I wanted to. Which I did.
So we met up a couple of more times, I ate her out, let her take some shirtless pictures of me, and I ended up with borrowing her keys. Which, for your information, is still in my possession.

So the basement is mine. I've already made sure there's no extra keys to the place. I wouldn't want anyone getting into it once I've gotten everything set up in there.

Notes

I'll try to write a longer chapter tomorrow if I'm not too tired cause of school :3

How long will Andy keep this up tho