Who could it even be? No one ever knocks on our garage! Why wouldn't they use the front door? I feel my heart beating faster as I take a slow step towards the side door where the sound came from, walking past bikes and tires and rust oils with a fucking towel hanging around my hips because someone just had to knock when I was showering home alone. Could it be a bird? No, no way. But who the hell knocks on our garage side door ten o'clock at night? What if it's a kidnapper? Maybe this was my last seconds left --holy shit, Josiah, stop! Just relax!
I open the door and inhale, eyes wide, shocked.
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Childhood Best Friend (bxb)
Fiksi RemajaWe grew apart. We lost contact. It's been seven years since I last talked to Owen. And now, here he is at my garage side door, asking if he can come in as if those seven years never existed.
