#Chapter73
---The matter of the sword-02
She had begun putting that heavy metal chair against the door every since Midnight started coming to her room. Simply locking the door would be too hard to explain to her parents who were strictly against it ever since she was five years old and peed on her pants after accidentally locking herself up and couldn’t open the door again to go to the bathroom. So to give herself and Midnight a chance, she used the chair to give them enough time to either shove Midnight out of the window or under the bed. That was the original plan. Who would have thought that when the day the chair would be finally useful, Midnight would be right behind the fucking door?
Ryder rushed to the door, while Midnight turned off the lamp and tried to shrink himself against the wall or maybe turn into air.
