The following day, Violet stormed her little brother’s apartment.
Knock!
Knock!
Knock!
“Open the door, Florent!”
She waited for three seconds before she continued with another incessant knock and yelled, “Wake your lazy arse and open the fucking door or I’ll kick it open myself!”
A rustling sound was heard from inside.
Soon, the door opened, and a bed-haired, tattooed young man stood before her. He only wore pants hanging lowly by his hips. A sleepy expression on his face. “Vi, what are you doing here so early?”
“It’s ten already. Wake the fuck up.”
Florent sighed and rubbed his face to get the sleepiness away. “What happened that you have to bother me this early in the morning?”
Instead of answering, Violet breezed past him and sat herself on the leather couch before the window. From there, she could see the view of Paris and its iconic
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