Jessica

“What the hell are you doing here? Are you by any chance following me?” Elliott asked me as soon as I managed to get into the bathroom where he was. He was washing his face in the sink in front of the mirror.

“I noticed you are oddly quiet, you must be so sad…” I said to him, then quietly, then closed the door.

He quickly raised his hand, wanting to stop me. "No! Don’t close the door!” But it was too late, I had already closed the door. “Shit. What are you ...