When I got to the apartment, everything was dark and quiet. Was no one home? Did they all go out to celebrate?
I peeked through the sidelight and noticed a faint light coming from the living room. I had a spare key—Garett had one made for me. I remember being completely caught off guard when he gave it to me last week.
I stepped inside. Just as I was about to turn on the lights, a figure suddenly appeared in front of me. My heart jumped in panic and I screamed.
"Ahhh!"
“God, your voice is so painful to the ears,” Garett grumbled as he switched the lights on in the living room.
“You scared me!” I shot back. “Why would you pop up like that out of nowhere?”
“I thought you were a thief.” His eyes dropped to the bags I was holding. “What’s that?”
“Pizza and baked mac!” I held them up. “I
