My brother, Jo, had no business here in my room. Yes, we agreed before to keep my doors unlocked in case my ulcer takes hold of me again or my pregnancy is at stake. Other than that, he cannot come in here barging. I wonder which part of 'do not enter, unless emergency' he does not get.
I bolted right on my bed when he came crashing in.
"What the eff, Jo?!" Shielding my eyes from the blinding lights of the hallway. Sonya likes to waste energy, you know. Keeping the whole house lit up for no apparent reasons. Whenever I try to minimize the light, it always lights up even brighter than before. I am guessing that if she had total control of my bedroom, she'd adjust it to her liking too.
"Han. You won't believe this!"
"I can't believe you barging here! Come on, that's why we have doors
