★Anastasia★
The knock on my door was sharp, precise, and almost impatient. I already knew who it was before I even moved from the couch. Marcia had texted me earlier, saying she was coming over, and I hadn’t bothered to respond. I wasn’t in the mood for company. I wasn’t in the mood for anything. Still, she knocked again, harder this time. I sighed as I finally pushed myself up from the couch and lazily walked over to the door. Another knock – louder this time – I pulled the door open. Marcia made a point of folding her arms across her chest as she smirked at me.
“Just because you didn’t answer my text doesn’t mean that I wasn’t going to come over,” she stated. I rolled my eyes as I stepped aside to let her. “Anastasia…you look like s**t…and it’s nice to see you too,” she added, and I i
