Through my sleep, I hear someone persistently pounding on the door.
It’s my day off — who could possibly need me now? And not many people even know where I’ve settled.
I get up to open it. There’s only one person it could be.
"Well, good morning! How long are you planning to sleep? It’s already ten a.m.! You know, I could’ve used my own key, but I still respect your privacy," Elly bursts out the moment the door opens and marches straight into my apartment.
"Morning to you too," I mumble. "It’s my day off, I can afford to sleep in," I try to force a sleepy smile. I’ll never understand people who can actually smile in the morning.
"Oh, listen to you! And where are my promised…" she turns around mid-sentence, notices the state of the hallway, and freezes.
"а small mishap, huh?... Oh my
