If there was ever someone choosing bad timing, it is the idiot that is now knocking at my door. I was only seconds away from hearing Isabella's answer. So I just ignore the knocking and cock my head as I wait for her to finish, but she only frowns and points for me to go and see who has decided to bring their intrusion at this late hour.
It is very reluctantly that I drag my feet to the door, where the knocking has now become more persistently. I hope whoever it is, that I am going to make them pay for letting me struggle my way over to the doorway. And as the knocking gets louder, I only but a growl from deep in my chest, "I am coming. Just hang bloody on."
With utmost irritation, I fling the door open, ready to punch the man that is behind it. But as I stare at the person on the other side, I only but grow a smile, "Matty, what the fuck are you doing here?"
From the lounge, I hear a voice echo, "You better watch that mouth of yours, soldier."
I only chu
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