Annabelle POV
“ Is anyone in here?” I asked after I had knocked a couple of times on Michael’s door. It had been two evenings and I hadn’t seen him. Not that I missed him but we had a mission to plan and recently, he had kind of lost hope in ever trying to infiltrate the military base.
I let myself in after no one responded. I found Michael on his bed staring at a certain picture. He seemed so soaked in by it that he didn’t even see me enter. He had headphones over his ears that played an extremely loud rock music, it boomed even from where I stood. His room was very messed up, clothes hurled everywhere, his stuff laying offhandedly all over his bed, plates with remains of food in his closet. The room was literally stuffed, like he hadn’t gotten out of it in days.
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