Enzo
I had only just woken up after a mostly sleepless night of wishing I could just explain everything to Nina without either scaring her or pushing her away, when I heard banging on my front door. Groaning, I dragged myself out of bed and opened the door to a surprise: Luke.
“She’s up to something,” he said, without so much as a greeting, and pushed his way past me into my living room.
“What? Nina?” I asked, still rubbing the sleep from my eyes as I watched the anxious skeleton pace back and forth across my apartment. It was times like this that I was glad to not have roommates.
“I don’t know exactly what she’s doing, but she’s definitely up to something that is very much not good,” he said, a little too quickly for me to fully comprehend exactly what was going on in my tired mind.
