My knuckles knocked loudly twice on the wooden door. And I waited.
That's actually all I've been doing for the last two days. And If I wasn't waiting I was pacing or overthinking. It doesn't sound like much, but what else could I do during the weekend?
Today wasn't any better, even though I had classes to focus on. My mind was on and off pissing about Kite. I know she had her reasons, but I still think her methods are a bit too extreme.
So someone went against her wishes. Well, big deal! But what's going to come next? What if she doesn't like her food, or gets into a heated argument with one of her classmates? What then? Who's gonna stop her?
I know it's partially my wounded pride speaking now, but my punishment wasn't adequate to my crime.
I tried to talk with Kite, but so far w
