Story Notes: For the ds_flashfiction "Ink" challenge.

He wanted to be naked. He wanted to lie stretched on a large bed, a firm mattress. He wanted to feel cool sheets under his back, cool air around him.

Well. He wanted a great many things.

He turned his attention back to the form beneath his pen, the black ink stark on the page. Ray would be here soon, bringing food. Pizza or Chinese. Friendship.