HIGHER, Pt. 16
Added 2017-01-03 19:17:50 +0000 UTCAs we walked down the flight of stairs, Ana still in her underwear and the see-through lace vest she had worn earlier, cluthcing her meager belongings to her chest, the aggressive, bellowing building manger followed us only two feet behind, continuing to yell.
"What apartment number are you in, who let you in this building?!!"
"I have a key, sir, I'm parked in the garage below..." I muttered, worried more about Ana's comfort and safety than anything else.
"Bullshit, who let you in?!"
I refused to tell him the name of my friends and the apartment number for fear they would get in trouble, which only infuriated the man more.
