Antoni P.O.V
Antoni wakes to insistent knocking on his apartment door. The confident tapping of knuckles turning into flat palmed pounding. He's surprised the green slab of wood hasn't fallen over yet.
“Oh for f*cks sake," he mumbles under his breath as he gets out of bed. The gray timber floorboards are cool on his feet, making him shiver. “I said I'm coming!"
He bypasses the step leading into the small square-dipped foyer and grabs a knife from the table beside the door. He hides it flush behind his thigh, the hilt touching the curve of his a*s, before unlocking the green door and pulling it open. “Who- Victoria."
“Hey." Victoria is standing in front of the door. A black wool scarf covers from her chin to her collarbone with barely any skin left to brave the morning chill above her j
