Exes' Baggage And More

Chapter Thirteen

Andrew rubbed his face as he walked out of the elevator.

Oh, somehow, he was so tired today. But he doesn't think he has much to do these days. After leaving the café, he went back to the studio and wrote for several hours until his cousin told him to stop writing. When Andrew checked the clock, it was already past dinner time.

David had offered to have dinner first, but he refused. After all, he can eat at home. Maybe with some ramen. He didn't want to experience what happened this afternoon twice.

When he walked towards his apartment unit, he was startled by someone sitting on the floor leaning against the door of the apartment unit 1504. Andrew took a deep breath and started walking again. He walked over to the woman and stared at her for a moment.

He doesn't know what else has happened to the woman today. But it is in his nature not to get involved in other people's problems. So, he decided to open the door to his apartment unit.

However, there was something in his heart that made him hesitate to leave that person.

Andrew looked back at the woman intently.

"Macy..." he said. "What are you doing there?"

But that person –Macy- didn't answer anything. Her head was still hanging low. He was sure that the woman didn't sleep, fainted or worse, died. It's just that she didn't give any reaction or response which made Andrew a little worried.

He then closed the door of his unit again and knelt in front of Macy. He tried to see her face.

"Macy... hey, you're okay, aren't you?" he asked softly.

Again, there was no response.

Andrew sighed softly. Oh, he wasn't used to dealing with his neighbors like this. He took a closer look at the woman. Then he reached out. He slowly brushed her black hair that covered her face so that he could see that Macy was fine.

She looks fine for him though. Her face didn't look pale or her body felt warm. But he knew that something had happened. It seemed unlikely that the woman would behave like this if the situation was fine.

Could she be having trouble again with her job? Like what happened last weekend.

"Macy..." he mumbled once again.

This time the woman started to move. She then brushed off Andrew's hand that was combing

her hair. She slowly stood up, followed by him.

"Hey, are you really okay?" asked Andrew.

The woman still didn't answer. Instead, she just entered the door code of her unit then walked inside. Andrew watched her carefully. The unit door is still wide open. And then he saw that only Macy's shoes were removed in the foyer. Marcus' shoes are nowhere to be found.

Andrew then walked into the woman's apartment unit. He took off his shoes and closed the door. He walked through the hallway and found Macy drinking a bottle of soju. He took a deep breath and then approached her. He took the bottle of soju from the Editor's hand. Macy looked at him with annoyance.

"What do you want, Writer Coangco?"

Andrew put the bottle of soju on the counter. "Where's Marcus?"

"He is with his father," Macy said as she was about to take the bottle of soju again. However, the Writer's reflexes are much faster. "Give it to me, Writer Coangco."