"You’re my downfall, my muse, my worst distraction, my rhythm, and blues."
-Unknown
Grace Roberts' PoV:
I was snapped out of my shocked state from the blasting bell. It took me a moment to get to the question as to who decided to show up with their s**t lost.
Apparently, neither I nor Hunter was a fan of getting our ears bled out by a doorbell.
"You! Step aside now! Where's she?" A familiar voice boomed in the silent condo.
Remi? Oh damn, she showed up of course.
Considering her current state as the worried one, rather than declaring her a madwoman on a killing spree, I strode to the door and found her shoving Hunter aside.
"I swear if something happened to her-" she paused mid-sentence, spotting me.
Hunter behind her looked disturbed, confused and everything besides happy to see
