CHAPTER 22

The doorbell rang continuously and I groaned and wrapped myself under the thick duvet blankets of my bed. The ringing came again ceaselessly and impatiently and I blocked my ears with a pillow, trying to shut the noise away. Why would anyone be at my place without calling me first? Everyone knew the rule. Call before you come. Who the fuck was it that didn't understand a basic instruction? When the ringing did not stop, I knew there was no escape from this and I would have to face the situation head-on. I pulled my body lazily from the bed and dragged my feet from my room down the stairs and finally to the door. Pushing it open aggressively, I opened my mouth, ready to swear at whoever it was. "Good morning, Connor." A cheerful sing-sang voice came and my eyes widened at the sight of Jojo holding a brown food paper bag in front of her that smelled strongly of chicken and sauce. Just as I was beginning to recover from my shock, another figure crept cautiously behind her and stood sho