Chapter Thirty Two
In which visitations are a surprise.
[Third Person’s Point of View]
“Please be very mindful of your situation.”
Those words were answered by a soft cough or two. Lucas paused on the other side of the door, debating if he should enter or not. It took a second of silence before another cough broke, and a small ruffling of paper was heard before the voice continued.
“This had been the third time this month.”
Another cough ensued in the room, but an answer accompanied this one. “All of them were exaggerating. I am…” a pause occurred, and Lucas could hear some fumbling on the other side. Even someone outside the door is aware that the person was yet to spill some bullshit.
“If you can not construct even a single sentence, you are not fine.”
Lucas breathed, leani
