- What do you mean you don't want to see me? Since when do you not want to see me?
-…
- do you honestly think that I can safely take the plane when I hear you crying on the phone for I don't know what reason? Come on, open this door for me.
-…
- hey, if you don't want me to tear down this damn door, I advise you to open it for me right away!
I then heard the lock turn gently and I closed my door. Oh s**t. s**t! s**t! s**t! I started walking in circles not knowing what to do until someone rang at my door. It wasn't locked so I had a little idea of the identity of the visitor. I sighed and went to open it.
Greg stood in front of me and I had never seen him look so serious, he looked almost dangerous and you could feel a deep anger brewing inside him.
- What is this story? he asks po
