she walked in without knocking, her mind filled with fantasies of him and her.
he scoffed and turned around to face her. he couldn't believe her stupidness. why did he have to deal with her anyway?
"how many times do i need to tell you to knock?" he shakes his head.
she starts to apologize, but he cuts her off by grabbing the coffee and telling her to leave.
she smiles and bows, leaving.
she closes the door, and rubs her forehead.
there was only one way. she was going to confess to him tomorrow. she was hoping he would feel the same too.
