HARPER
An unknown amount of time passed while I stood in the doorway, my phone screen cracked by the fall, and tears streaming down my face and stinging my heated face in the process. I’d have remained in that spot for god knows how long if some drunk asshole hadn’t fallen on the staircase startling me.
Despite my discomfort, I quickly wiped my tears with the back of my hand and picked up my phone while sniffing.
“You up for a quickie, nerd?” the blockheaded fool who was still on his ass where he’d fallen winked at me while making advances.
I glared at him in disgust before closing my door and bolting it shut. I couldn’t risk him or any other drunk delinquent barging into my room.
My heart was still heavy and pounding when I glanced at my screen, so I deleted the message I’d received
