Friends or Lovers
The knock came at midnight, almost to the second. I was already in my shorts and t-shirt, ready to get in bed for the night when it came. No one ever comes to my door without ringing me on my intercom first so I was a bit more than a little cautious when I went to the door. ‘Who is it?’ I called. A familiar voice rang out. ‘It’s me. Marty.’ I quickly unlocked and opened my door. ‘Marty? What the heck you doing here at this time of night.’ I became concerned. ‘Hey, is everything okay?’ I...