Are you at home?

Author's pov

It was in the evening and Luke was in his house and he was about to enter the bathroom when he heard the sound of a car. No one had called him that he or she was coming to visit him. Filled with curiosity, he came out of his room and went to the sitting room, then from its window, he looked through and saw that it was one of his close friends Martins who had come. Instantly, he went to the main door and opened it. Martins was still about to come out of his car when Luke opened the door and stood at the door ro wait for his friend.

“Martins…,” he called his name and there was a big bottle of wine in his hand. From the look of things, Martins was a bit drunk, but he could still control himself. Martins ignored his greeting and walked closer to him and said,

“I thought you traveled. Let's go into the car. What's happening to you? I don't see you in the club any longer. Don't tell me you are cooling off.”

“I…I came,” he smiled and stammered and was smiling beneath it