“Thanks,” I whisper, smiling at it before I quickly get out of bed and pull on my slippers. I’m in an


    oversized nightshirt, but I don’t have time to change.


    I grab my keys and phone and sneak into the hall, crossing the empty tiled hall to Zade’s door. It feels


    strange using this side, but I don’t really have an option. The question is, will he answer it?


    Hmm, what should I do?


    Maybe I should try to make peace some other way….


    But I don’t even know what he likes…


    Frowning, I stand there staring at my slippers just as my phone beeps and I look down to see it’s


    Cassian… I regret giving him my number, I hope he isn’t pushy, maybe next time I’ll make it clear I’m


    not single….


    I am, but I’m not interested in him.


    Exhaling, I raise my hand to knock when I pause, my knuckles millimetres from the door. What if I just


    make him angry again?


    “Zade?” I call quietly, no reply. “Zade, can you please not ignore me?”


    At this rate, I’m going to have to do something drastic to get his attention!


    But what?


    I knock a few more times, he doesn’t answer, and I sigh, pressing my forehead to the cold door. “Zade,


    I know you’re pissed, but please… can I just speak to you?”


    He ignores me again, and my shoulders slump in defeat.


    What more can I do?


    Give him a little more time… maybe he’ll cool off… seeing him so angry was not something I’m used to,


    and it did throw me off a little, but it was also proof he needs time.


    Maybe tomorrow…


    The following morning, he doesn’t answer again, but I am certain he didn’t leave unless he somehow


    managed to sneak away, although I was half asleep, half awake, keeping my ear out for any sounds of


    the door opening and shutting.


    +15 BONUS


    I feel exhausted as I get ready for work, putting on a bit of makeup to appear normal. As much as I


    wish I could take another day off, I can’t, not when the


    cases of the new virus are on the rise.


    I run my fingers through my hair before putting my shoes on and leaving for work. As I predicted, it is


    an extremely busy day but at least keeping busy meant I didn’t have to talk to Cassian although I do


    need to decline his invitation, but I didn’t get the chance today.


    5 pmes and I get into the car to return home feeling as if death has hit me. I’m so tired, but I need


    to talk to Zade.


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    Maybe if I took the same ramen, he got me as a peace offering, he’d let me speak. to him. I don’t think


    that’s going to work, but it’s worth a try, right?


    I think I will do that. After all, I’m not sure he’s even been eating, not that I’ve been eating great. Well,


    let’s see what tonight brings…


    Eveninges and I am outside of Zade’s apartment again with a bag that contains two steaming pots


    of deliciousrge portions of ramen.


    “Zade? Can you at least open up? I have ramen.” I call, wishing he’d answer. I wait, hoping the smell of


    the noodles tempts him, but once again, I’m met with silence. “Fine, don’t talk to me, but if you want the


    ramen, I’m leaving it outside the door.”


    Defeated, I ce them down, wondering what more I could do.


    I’m heading back to my room when I stop in my tracks, a sudden thoughting to my mind.


    Oh yes,


    drastic times call for drastic measures.


    I’ll just camp outside his door. He’ll have to open it at some point. Deciding to do just that, I go over to


    my apartment door silently, opening and shutting the door with a snap before I silently tip–toe back to


    Zade’s door and as quietly as possible


    sit down.


    There. Excellent.


    Now I just hope hees for the ramen, and I can jump inside and force him to listen to him.


    Excellent n!


    Or maybe not…


    +15 BONUS


    My phone’s dead, so I’m not sure how much time has passed, but I know it’s dark outside. The sound


    of crickets reache my ears, and I can hear the woman on the bottom floor shouting for her son to get


    inside. A clear sign that it’ste.


    Come on Zade… open up…


    I’m exhausted. I didn’t even change out of my clothes since getting back from work. I haven’t eaten and


    my stomach hurts. How many meals have I been missing, anyway?


    I’ve lost count… and I’m so tired….


    I’m feeling sleepy, but I refuse to let my eyes drop. What if he opens the door and grabs the food?


    No, I’m going to wait here until he gives me a chance…


    Just one more time…


    Because I know how it feels when you respect the other person’s wishes only for it to waste years


    because of a misunderstanding.


    Life’s short…


    I yawn, shaking my head to push the sleepiness away.


    Come on…Zade…


    My head lolls, my chin hitting my chest, but I refuse to let sleep ovee me. Open up…e on….


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