“Reggie…!!! Don’t!” I screamed, my voice shaking as I threw myself toward the door and pushed it shut with both hands. My heart pounded in my chest, the adrenaline coursing through me as I held the door firmly closed. The brief glimpse of his hand attempting to push it open was seared into my mind.
“What’s wrong with you, Reggie?” I yelled, my voice rising as I pressed my palms harder against the wood. I couldn’t believe him. Yes, this time he had knocked, but that didn’t give him the right to try and open the door. A knock was supposed to signal that you wait, not that you barge in! But as I leaned against the door, catching my breath, the absurdity of the situation started to dawn on me.
This wasn’t just annoying, it was funny. Really, really funny.
I bit my lip, trying to stifle the
