Scott was busy in the living room, setting up the new television that he bought.  It was a 60 inch plasma TV.  He was wiring all the electronics to it.  The DVD player, the cable, all the speakers, and his Xbox 360.  He did one last adjustment before he stood up and stepped back from it.  He picked up the remote and turned it on.  The picture was coming in fuzzy, and so he went back behind it to rescrew in the cable wire.  When he came back around he found the picture quality was much better.  He smiled happily to himself and made his way over to the kitchen.<br/><br/>He was shirtless, wearing a pair of jeans and his boxer briefs, the waistband of which was visible.  He knew that he was giving his roommates some eye candy if they felt like looking.  He flipped on the light switch and noticed that one of the bulbs was burnt out.  He cursed to himself just a little bit, but reached under one of the cabinets and pulled out a new bulb.  He flicked off the light switch and climbed up on top of counter.  He unscrewed the bad bulb and put in the new one.  He jumped off the counter and flicked on the light, happily sighing to himself as he saw the light turned on.<br/><br/>He tossed the trash in the garbage and went back to what he was up to before he'd been distracted.  He opened up the fridge and bent over, peering inside.  He pulled the milk out of the fridge and grabbed a glass out of the top cabinet.  He poured himself a tall glass in order to go with the chocolate cupcake that had mysteriously disappeared from the bakery downstairs.  He took a bite out of the cupcake before putting the gallon back in the fridge.  It was nice to be able to indulge in his sweet tooth whenever he wanted.  Well whenever he felt like he could get away with it.