The constant ringing of the doorbell stirred Andy from her deep sleep. Slowly getting up, she frowned as she palmed her forehead. “Who the f**k are you!?” she groaned in annoyance.
Lucky for her, her throwing up saga last night didn’t happen again in the whole time of her sleep. She stretched a little bit to move her aching joints and muscles. Glancing at her side table clock, the time showed it's already eight in the morning. It’s Saturday, which meant free time.
She grabbed her bottle-thick glasses from her side table. Putting it on, she walked straight towards the main door. “Whoever on the other side will receive a word from me,” she muttered. She wasn’t expecting anyone, but this person had the guts to disturb her sleep for some reason.
Andy unlocked the bolt before
