Andrei

The night was silent, moonlight barely peeking through the windows. Andrei was sitting on the couch, his eyes glued to the screen of his large flatscreen TV in the living room. The light illuminates his features as he leans against the back of the couch. His dark hair flopped over his face. Andrei wore just a pair of dark gray Nike sweatpants, his Calvin Klein boxers peeking over the waistband, snug to his muscular build. It seemed as if he didn't notice you.