Drunk.
Anna knew just from watching the screen beside her door that Kristofer Almodiel was drunk. What she didn't understand though was: what was he doing outside of her apartment? What did he want?
Eyeing the swaying form of Kristofer Almodiel, Anna contemplated whether to open the door or let him stay outside.
Kristofer Almodiel pressed her buzzer once more.
If she let him stay outside, he would not stop. She's certain of that. He will continue to press her buzzer and she'd be losing sleep over hearing the repetitive sound.
Sighing, Anna opened the door, instantly smelling the liquor off him.
"You're drunk."
Kristofer Almodiel smiled, looking at Anna, his eyes focusing on her.
"No," he stated. "I'm not drunk, Anna. Just a little tipsy maybe."
Anna rolled her eyes, making way, and gestured for him to come inside.
"Get in before I change my mind."
