Sometimes, a little change of pace is required to stand back up once again.
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Knock. Knock. Knock.
Ever since last night, Georgia hasn’t left her room and only stayed like a complete shut-in, bound in her bed inside a lightless room. Ezekiel kept his routine of knocking on her door every hour as long as he’s awake. And when drowsiness is about to take over as the hour of sun rise nears, he knew he needs to give in to sleep, and seek help from someone who can work efficiently during the day.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
That is why, in this very moment, Drake Jones is standing in front of her door, knocking for the second time during his sixth return in front of Georgia’s locked room. So this is why sir sounded so stressed. Dressed in his casual red hoodie with a white shirt underneath,
