The doorbell kept ringing nonstop.
Ding-dong! Ding-dong! Ding-dong!
"What the hell is this girl doing… so fucking loud, damn it," Ray muttered under his breath.
His bladder was about to explode, his head was pounding, and every last bit of his stamina had been drained from that crazy shit in the mall bathroom earlier. On top of that, the doorbell getting slammed over and over made the vein in Ray's temple feel like it was about to burst.
Breathing hard and face twisted in pure anger, Ray finally grabbed the door handle and yanked it open.
Click!
"Can you fucking chill?! My place ain't gonna run away, Julia!" Ray snapped right away, even before the door was fully open.
In front of the door, Julia stood with her posture deliberately a little hunched. That sweet, exotic face of hers put on the most pitiful expression possible. Eyes glassy, lips slightly trembling — top-tier acting that if you rated it from one to ten was a straight-up ten.
