E M B E R
Still wearing Ivory's hoodie, I walk through the hallway. I notice the night sky from the windows and tiredly sigh. My stomach growls. I'm hungry. I yawn. And I'm sleepy. I halt in front of the familiar mahogany door and stare at it for a while. I stifle another yawn and then lift a hand to knock on it. "Come in." His voice makes me feel tingly down to my toes. I shudder and grab the knob as I push the door open.
I take a peek and quickly scan around, only to have my eyes land on a certain figure behind the desk. "What are you staring at?" His deep voice startles me, but he doesn't even look at me.
I frown and sigh before I step in, contemplating whether to close the door fully or leave it ajar.
Close it fully, of course. You don't know when we could start making out, righ
