First message
I can’t believe I’m doing this again.. waiting to catch a glimpse of her from her window.. I saw her enter the house with a guy. Who the fuck was he?! I take it into my own hands and I knock on her door. Maybe a little too harsh of a knock but I needed to know.. know she wasn’t doing anything with him. She answers the door slowly shocked to see me.. of course she was.. I keep my tone casual despite the tension in my shoulders I think I left something here after our last project, can I come in?