"I’m such a fucking weirdo," he muttered under his breath, shaking his head. Just woke up and already getting hard thinking about someone else’s girl. Kevin’s girl. Julia. The image of Julia’s body—the same one he always hears moaning "ahh... ahh..." from the next room—flashed straight into his head. "Just woke up and I’m already like this. Crazy."

His eyes dropped back to the ticket still in his hand. The one Julia gave him yesterday. He stared at it for a while, eyebrows furrowed.

"Why the hell am I even going there?" he said quietly. His voice sounded half confused, half curious. "Why’d she suddenly give me this ticket out of nowhere?"

Morning sunlight was already pouring in bright through the half-open window. The air was still cool, but his stomach suddenly let out a loud growl.

*Grumble... grumble...*

"Ah, shit, I’m starving," Ray groaned, rubbing his stomach. "It’s still early as hell and I haven’t even eaten breakfast."

He walked over to the small table and opened the fridge. Basically empty. Just some leftover bottled water and one pack of expired instant noodles. He scratched his head.

"Forgot to go grocery shopping," he muttered. "Back when I first got money, I’d run straight to the minimarket. Grab eggs, noodles, bread... anything to fill my stomach. Now that I got cash, I’m just lazy as fuck."

Ray stood there for a second, then suddenly started laughing by himself. Loud as hell, filling up the whole small apartment.

"Hahaha... I actually put clothes on now, huh."

He grinned wide, looking at himself in the cracked mirror. Last night he slept in just shorts, and this morning he got hard thinking about Julia before he even bothered to change. Now he was standing in the middle of the room wearing an old worn-out t-shirt and loose shorts, his dick still half-hard.

"Fucking pervy brain," he said, laughing again. "Better just eat outside. Instead of staying here thinking about another dude’s girl all day."

Ray made up his mind. He shoved the ticket into his jeans pocket, grabbed his thick wallet stuffed with cash from the "system," then walked out of the apartment without overthinking it.

Outside, the morning air still felt fresh. People were already walking around on the sidewalks.

"Today is the day, she said..." he muttered, that crooked grin creeping back on his face. "Shit... I’m this fucking horny, damn."

Ray grinned to himself and kept walking.

"Eat first. Think about the rest later."

Ray kept walking down the busy sidewalk. Cars were rolling by slow on the road, morning air still cool but nice. His stomach had been growling like crazy since earlier, so the second he spotted that small diner on the corner with the neon "Open 24 Hours" sign, he crossed the street and went in.

The bell on the door chimed softly. Ray slid into a booth by the window and grabbed the beat-up menu. "Scrambled eggs, bacon, toast, and black coffee," he told the waitress who walked up with a thin smile.

Food came fast. Ray ate like he was starving, fork and knife clinking on the plate. Scrambled eggs were savory, bacon crispy, toast warm. Took him less than ten minutes and the plate was wiped clean. He paid with a thick stack of cash from his wallet, left a small tip, then stepped back outside.

On the sidewalk, Ray just stood there. Hands stuffed in his jeans pockets, eyes blank as he watched people walk by.

"What the hell am I supposed to do now?" he muttered under his breath.

His old routine used to be so damn simple. Wake up, drag himself through a shitty shift that left his body sore, come back to the crappy apartment, pass out, and repeat the next day. That was it. Now? Money from the system was stacked high, no job to go to, nobody on his ass. But after breakfast like this... he was just standing on the sidewalk doing nothing. Lost. Empty as fuck.

"Maybe I should start looking for a new apartment," he thought for a second. Something bigger, cleaner, not this shithole. "Or... buy a car? Or—"

That thought died right there in the middle.

"Oh yeah," Ray grinned to himself, scratching his chin. "I should do something to Julia first. Hehe..."

"Is Kevin even home today? Afternoon or evening? What if he’s at band practice or hanging out with the guys..."

Ray felt his cock twitch hard inside his jeans. Julia’s image slammed back into his head, even clearer this time. Her body — the same one he always heard moaning "ahh... ahh..." from the next room. Her tits. Big, soft, that warm brown skin.

Ray bit his lower lip, breathing heavier now. His cock was already half-hard, straining against his jeans. He pictured it in full detail: Julia standing topless right in front of him, him stepping up close, slowly sliding his stiff cock between her tits. Up and down, nice and slow, squeezing them together in the middle, everything getting slick from precum...

"Fuck..." he muttered, voice rough. His cock throbbed harder, the tip already leaking a little inside his boxers. "I wanna fuck her tits so bad... just slide my cock between them and keep fucking them until I cum..."

He stood there on the sidewalk while people walked past without a clue, but Ray could only grin like a total pervert to himself. His cock was pulsing, desperate to be rubbed between her soft tits. He was horny as fuck and it was getting obvious.

Ray sucked in a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. But that crooked smile just got wider.

"Afternoon or evening... doesn’t matter. Long as Kevin’s not around."

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Ray finally decided to head back to his apartment. It was still morning and he didn’t want to look like some creepy dude just pacing the sidewalk waiting for something. He walked back at a normal pace, went up to the second floor, and stepped into his quiet little unit. The door clicked shut behind him and he locked it.

He sat down at the small desk and immediately opened his old laptop. Screen lit up, he logged into his Amazon account. "Alright... money’s not a problem anymore. Time to actually shop," he muttered with a wide grin. His fingers started flying across the mousepad.

He scrolled page after page, looking at shit he used to only dream about. A nice mirrorless camera, lenses, tripod... then he switched over to the PC parts section. 64GB RAM, high-end motherboard, a GPU that would make most people’s eyes water, 1000W PSU, RGB case that looked sick. One by one he tossed them into the cart. His grin got bigger with every "Add to Cart" click.

But his ears wouldn’t stay quiet. Through the thin wall next door, he could still hear Kevin’s voice loud and clear. Talking on the phone or with some friends. Voice going up and down, laughing sometimes, mentioning "band practice tonight" or "hanging out at the usual spot." Ray wasn’t trying to eavesdrop, but his ears were on high alert. Every time he heard footsteps or a door opening and closing, he lifted his head for a second, but Kevin still wasn’t leaving.

His right hand kept clicking away, but his brain suddenly short-circuited.

"Shit... my student loans that are still unpaid..."

Ray froze for a second. Fingers stopped moving. His face shifted as he remembered how much debt was still hanging over him from college. But it only lasted a moment. He shook his head slowly.

"Fuck it... I’ll deal with it later. Got money now. Can pay that shit whenever."

He pushed the thought away and went right back to the screen, even more excited. Added more stuff: good cooling fans, 2TB SSD, a 27-inch 1440p monitor. His cart was getting stupidly full. Total already in the hundreds of thousands of dollars, but he just kept grinning. "I can actually buy all this shit now... fucking crazy."

Time kept passing. Ray tried to stay patient. Every now and then he stood up and paced around the small apartment, still listening to the wall next door. His cock was still half-hard from earlier on the sidewalk, but he ignored it. Focused on shopping and waiting for Kevin to finally leave.

Almost an hour went by. Ray was watching GPU reviews on YouTube while occasionally checking his cart when he suddenly heard the door next door open. Kevin’s voice, casual as always:

"Alright, I’m heading out. Later!"

The door slammed shut. Footsteps faded down the hallway outside. Then silence. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Ray stayed still for a second, ear pressed toward the wall. No more TV sounds. No footsteps. No Kevin.

Finally, a big grin spread across his face. "Finally..."

He turned off his pc, stood up, and automatically slipped his phone into his jeans pocket. His cock gave another slow throb the second he remembered Julia was right on the other side of that wall. No Kevin.

Ray took a deep breath, that crooked smile creeping back onto his face.

"Now it’s my turn."