Kat was so tired she didn’t want to get up. The snooze button on her alarm was out of reach and the bleeping was accompanied by a banging on the door. Who could be complaining about her alarm this late in the day?
“Alright, I’ll get it, gimme a sec.” She fumbled around and switched off the alarm. Someone still kept banging on the door. Kat got up, feeling groggy, head puffy. She put on a pair of jeans and a shirt. “f**k’s sake, I’m coming.” She peeked through the curtains. It was Carlos.
“What do you want?” Kat said, opening the door with the chain on, squinting in the daylight. How did he even know where to come?
“May I come in?” said Carlos.
Kat unchained the door and let him in. She offered him the chair while she straightened the bed.
“I want to know what’s going on.” Carlos said.
