Let's start with more apologies from me. I have no idea what my son brought home from work, but we have been so sick...it just will not go away. I am trying my best.
Rolling her eyes, Claire knocked loudly on the
door. “What? It’s a huge place, I have to make sure he hears us.” Claire shrugged
as Ryan stared at her.
“A bit aggressive,” Ryan stated. When it was clear
that Claire wasn’t going to give a response, he continued. “Don’t you think?”
Claire shot a look toward Ryan and, once again,
knocked loudly on the huge door. “Even the door seems sad and secretive,” Claire
remarked.
Before Ryan could be sarcastic, the door
whipped open, and out of breath, Oliver glared at them.
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