The next day, Marcus house in the real world.
Marcus woke up from a nice sleep around noon. On the weekends he didn't work, he would sleep in late and recover a bit from the week. After a quick visit to the bathroom followed by a shower, he made his way to the kitchen in all his nudist glory. Pulling out some Canned biscuits, he preheated the oven and popped them in, put on a pot of coffee and pulled some eggs and bacon from the fridge. After heating up the pan, he fried up his bacon, then moved on to the eggs. As he was cracking open the last egg, his roommate, a lady named Vanessa, walked in and plopped face first on the couch, groaning.
"Rough night Nessa?
"Yeah stupid boss dropped a big stack of reports on me and said I needed to put them into the system before I could leave. That was at 5 am this morning" she exclaimed.
Like Marcus, Vanessa also had a decent paying job, but unlike his physically demanding job, hers was mentally demanding.
"Well go shower real quick then come here for some food, then to bed with you" he said.
"Fine fine I'll be back" and with that she got up and went to her bathroom. They shared a decent sized apartment, 3 bed, 2 full bath with a kitchen/dining room and a living room. It was akward living together with someone else at first, but he slowly got used to it, only downside was that he couldn't be a nudist around her for about a year when she first moved in. Growing up, Marcus parents were hard working yet carefree. The house had a no clothing rule growing up and he had learned to live with it. His sister couldn't stand it for whatever reason and left as soon as she could but it had never bothered him.
When Vanessa had posted a flyer on everyone's door at the complex, he had thoughts to deny her just so he wouldn't have to change his lifestyle, but he remembered his parents teachings of helping out those who need it, so he reached out to her and they came to a reasonable agreement for rent and utilities.
For the first couple of months, he'd almost walked out of his room in the buff, barely remembering he had a non nudist guest now and putting some clothes on before going out. About the time a year had passed when they say down for dinner one night, she said she needed to discuss something sensitive with him. He thought she was gonna leave but he wasn't ready for the conversation he had.
"Hey goofball you're over frying the eggs, what are you lost in your head about" a feminine voice broke him out of his thoughts from behind. Quickly flipping and plating the eggs, he turned and looked at Vanessa.
She, like himself, was completely in the nude and it seemed natural to the both of them. Passing her a plate of food, she offered a hug and a quick "Thanks" before grabbing some orange juice and sitting down at the table. That's right, the conversation was about her wanting to continue practicing nudism without looking like a pervert or sounding weird to him. He had laughed, hard. She feared the worst and he quickly explained to her how she almost didn't get the chance to move in with him because he was also a nudist and didn't want to stop. After that they had a good laugh and life felt better after that, felt more free.
Smiling, Marcus played his food and grabbed a cup of coffee before turning to the table and sitting down. Giving Vanessa a silent once over, he couldn't help but be happy with how things turned out.
While nothing sexual had happened between them, she was a lovely sight to look at. Tall and slender with plump hips and rear, perky D cup breasts and long, slender legs. She had smooth red hair down her back and beautiful green eyes. Any man would be lucky to even get the chance to see her naked, and Marcus was allowed that privilege daily.
They had some idle chatter over breakfast until Vanessa went to bed. Chuckling, Marcus gathered the dishes and washed them before doing a quick clean of the apartment. Later he went back to his room and got back into the game.
Opening his eyes he took a look around and sighed. The plaza was just as bustling as it was yesterday with people trying to sell there wares everywhere. Marcus pulled up his crafting screen to check his queue only to find it empty. 'Weird, I should still be crafting. I went to bed at 9 last night and set up enough of a queue to last me 24 hours.'
Suddenly he remembered a fact about this game, it was the first game with a time dilation! Normal games had a dilation of 1:1 but rising heavens was 1:6! That means 4 hours after he logged off, his queue was finished. Quickly opening up his inventory, he gasped in shock!