Chapter 14: Snacks and PervertsThere was a knock on the door. John slowly put his pen down next to the tablet. Who would come here? Timothy wasn’t due until tomorrow.
He got up. That otherworldly feeling of being outside his own body was there again, but he still moved towards the door. He opened the latch, unlocked to deadbolt and peeked out.
Zachary grinned at him. John wondered if the dim dusk outside made him appear bigger or if he’d simply forgotten how tall he was.
“Evening, good sir. Would you fancy seeing a movie with me?”
“Erm…wh-what?”
“Movie, snack?”
“Oh. What movie?” John wasn’t big on movies, and he hardly ever watched TV.
“Why, Die Hard, of course.”
“Of course?”
Zachary ran a hand over his hair. “Let me in, John. I’m starting to feel a bit self-conscious here.”
“Oh…
