The early morning knock on the door sent me flying across my bed. The first few knocks has somehow incorporated in my dream but the fourth and fifth had me jumping. It was freezing and still dark and I had no idea who was at the door.
I was exhausted from the night at the restaurant with Eddy and Bruce who were probably conscious but didn't want to open the door. They always preferred if I opened the door when they are indoors.
Lazy!
I opened the door and there he was, Andrey
“Good morning" It was a perky , enthusiastic version of him dressed head to toe in a sporty blue Nike tracksuit
For the love of all things decent in this world. The whole outfit seemed opposite to what I was used to.
He was dressed head to toe in a sporty white Nike tracksuit of all things decent in this world.
