I pulled out my hair and let it drop on my shoulder.
There was a sudden loud pounding on the door. As I opened the door I saw who it was. Peter.
"Go away!" I shouted as I walked away from the door.
"Open the door or I'll kick it down." He said calmly.
"I dare you." And I regretted the words as they left my mouth.
He literally kicked in my door.
"What Is wrong with you?"
"If you listened to me this wouldn't have to do that."
"What do you want?" I asked angrily.
"I came to-"
"What? " I asked.
"Is that what you left in?"
"Yes." I glanced down at myself and I was wearing a deep cleavage tank to and shorts.
"What are you trying to do give me and the neighborhood a heart attack?"
"No."
"I can practically see your breasts. "
"Its not like you've never seen them." I replied as I
