Louis
KNOCK KNOCK!
The sound of the door knocking shook Louis from his daze. He tilted his head to look at the door who was nearby the bed he’s crouching on, and for the longest moment, that was the only thing he did.
The young man seems to be in a daze. The memory of last night, albeit short and happened so suddenly, had successfully occupied to majority of his thinking capacity. But what can he do other than to ponder about it?
“You look pathetic.” Mikaela barged in, one hand holding the doorknob while the other carried a tray. She then sauntered into the room like she owns the place before placing the tray on the coffee table of a sofa set and rested her hands on her hips.
Mikaela took a brief second to gaze at Louis’s face. From the looks of his swollen eyes and the eyebags that
