He got home to find his door locked from the inside, he had tried the key severally but to no avail. Pete was in a brief state of unrest, he was already pissed and this wasn't making things any easier. The only reason he could think of was that door was locked from the inside. Pete resulted to bang the door repeatedly until it hurled open.
" Linda? " He called, " What the hell? "
" Hi! " Linda called out, running her hands through her hair.
" You didn't tell me you were coming and why did you lock the door? " He asked with a grin on his face as he walked into the house.
" Why are you so upset? " Linda noticed how sore he was.
" Well I came in and the door was locked and__
" I came to look for my drugs, Pete. "
" I mean, the door was locked.... "
" You don't have security, I don't
