The doorbell rang early in the morning, waking Pete up, making him leave his dreamworld. It took him a while before he recognized that the sound didn’t come from his mobile but from the doorbell ring. Whoever was standing in front of the house, pushing the button on the bell, had to be extremely impatient and probably rude. Even if the house was on fire, ringing like this would be inappropriate.
Pete got off his bed, heading to the door. He wondered who it might be, since there wasn’t anyone whom Pete would expect.
“Damn time.” Vee complained. Pete looked surprised at seeing Vee standing in front of his house. One month ago, he asked him where he was going, but Pete dismissed his question, leaving it unanswered.
“How did you find me?” Pete blocked the door once Vee tried to push himself
