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Three knocks to be exact

He sat there looking out the window at the Los Angeles night life.

how did i end up here alone?

just two days ago, he would be sitting here, sipping on red wine, with his beautiful girlfriend on his lap, admiring how the skyscrapers met the starry sky.
And then there was a knock on the door (three knocks to be exact). Slowly, he made his way to the door. Unlatched the lock. And then opened it.

wow

She was standing there, in her leopard print dress and those red pumps that he adored.

“I’m sorry for leaving you” she whispered, “please, just take me back”.

A bit confused, the man just nodded, as she stepped into, what used to be, their apartment. She sat down on the very couch that he sat on alone, only minutes before, and noticed that he was still standing there. Except now, instead of a confused face, he was in fact, looking at her up and down. as if he were to devour her at this very moment.

Without hesitation, she got up, closed the window blinds, and walked towards him.

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