Knock!!!
Knock!!
I ignored the first one, the silence that followed afterwards giving me hope that whatever evil being was behind the door had left. But then...
Bam!!
Bam!!
Bam!!
I wasn't a heavy sleeper to begin with, so with this, I cracked an eye open.
"What!!" I cried from the comfort of my bed, pulling the blanket closer around me.
"Open the door."
"I'm busy, go away."
"Marcus, open this door!!"
"Why did I agree to come on this mission again?" I asked myself, and immediately the answer came, my face twisting into a frown.
Yesterday, through an unexpected turn of events, I saw her. But then she had once more disappeared, and I found myself having nightmares concerning her throughout my short sleep last night.
I pulled the thick, warm covering closer to me, but a mix of the sound at the door and the thought of my missing sugar baby had my eyes unable to close. Soon, I was out of my bed and at the door.
"Since when did she become so noisy?" I wondered.
