Alexis POV
It was passed midnight already when repeated nagging sounds coming off from the outside doorbell comes to whine like a crazy bulldog. Damn it! Who on earth will be coming home at this late hours of the night or should I say morning as twelve AM is already considered a start of a new day.
Pulling the thick blanket over my head, I force to shut the noise ruining my sound sleep. This is so annoying. Perhaps it was just someone who was very drank and had lost his/her way home and mistakenly identified our home and thus is ringing repeatedly. If I could keep up with this and ignore it, that lost bastard would probably get tired of nagging the peaceful soul in here which happens to be me.
But in the end, I was force to give up and step out of my warm, thick blanket. The ringer doe
