There stood a man about my age, bleach blonde hair covering his ears muttering curses, was I that loud, maybe..
"What the fuck?" Was the first thing I spoke.
"I'm Niall." He said holding out his hand, he looked familiar, I looked at him for a while.
"What the fuck?" I spoke again, causing him to roll his eyes.
"Can I come in?" Is he in his senses, why in the name of God would I allow him in..
"How did you climb up here, I mean I stay on the seventh floor?" I asked still in a bit shock.
"Magic"