Luke
I passed out in a drunken stupor on the dark brown, leather loveseat in my office, only to be awakened a few hours later. After rolling off the loveseat, I crawled to the desk and grabbed my cell phone off of it.
“What?” I growled into the receiver without looking to see who was calling.
“Dude! Get the f**k down here and open the damn door! I’ve been banging on it for twenty damn minutes,” Stephen grumbled on the other end of the line.
“Huh?” I responded, feeling utterly confused.
“I… am… standing… at… your… front… door… GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!” Stephen insisted, making sure to enunciate each word of the first sentence and yelling the rest.
“Give me a damn second,” I demanded through the phone before ending the call.
My eyesight was blurry from th
