- 6.30 P.M. -
"Give me a f*cking break!" Pride yelled as the doorbell rang continuously.
*DING DONG * DING DONG * DING DONG *
Pride rushed his shower and got dressed in a long john and layered it with his old baseball jersey, there was a tiny rip on the left knee of his jeans from a petty fight he had with Lust. He angrily answered the door with his hair still dripping wet and dangling on his forehead. The cheerful face of his guest shifted into concern.
"Have you eaten? I thought you died from starvation. There's no way that amount of food would suffice. You know… with your robust muscular upper body," she teased.
"Robust? I don't know if that's even a compliment. And fyi, I do leg days," he huffed and straightened his back to appear bigger.
