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~Chandler's P.O.V.~
"Mr. Dolan?" I ask.
"Can I come in?" He asks.
I step aside, for him to come in. I don't know what else too do. My body freezes for second, and I can't comprehend what is actually going on. I don't understand why he's here, or how he found out where I live. I'm honestly okay, though. I know he won't hurt me, or at least I think he won't. I close the front door, and lead him to my living room. He sits down on the couch, and I sit down on the couch across from him. He stares at me for a while, but I notice that he holds a box in his hands.
"What are you doing here?" I ask.
"My brother sent me." He says.
"Why?" I ask.
"He wanted me to give you this." He says, handing me the box.
"So what are you? His delivery boy?" I ask.
"No, but I'd do anything for my little brother." He says.
"How cute." I say.
"Well, he really wants you, so I thought why not help him out." He says.
I know its wrong, but knowing that he wants me makes me feel better in a way.
"What is that in your hand?" He asks.
"Issa knife." I say.
"What would you do with that?" He asks, with a smug grin.
"A couple more minutes, and you'll see." I say.
"You do realize that you're half my size." He says.
"Size doesn't matter." I say.
"Au contraire, Chandler. I think you'll get used to loving bigger things." Ethan says.(lowkey the best wingman ever)
I roll my eyes, at his comment.
"So, what's the box for?" I ask.
"He wants you to wear whats in there, and meet him somewhere." He says.
"Where?" I ask.
"I don't know, but here's the address." He says.
He hands me a piece of paper.
"He says come down to your lobby, at about 11:30." He says.
"How do I know this isn't just a joke?" I ask.
"Would he make me find out where you live, if this was all just a joke?" He asks, rhetorically.
"Good point." I say.
"I'll leave you. Don't forget. 11:30." He says.
And with that he leaves.
He opens my front door, and exits. At this point, I have two options. I could either, go see Mr. Dolan or I could stay home and eat ice cream all night. I want to stay home, but I know that If I do i'll most likely regret my decision.
I decide to go see him.
I walk into my bedroom, and sit on my bed. I pull the lid off of the box, and see clothing items. I also see a note, and I take it out of the box.
"Hi, Chandler. As you may've guessed already, this is Grayson, or Mr. Dolan. Anyways, as Ethan might've told you, I want you to wear everything in this box for our meeting. I don't want you to feel distraught, so I left you little notes along your trip to me. I hope to see you soon..."
