Life: the unpredictable roller coaster of existence.
After a year of defeats and victories, Dean and Blake are about to take yet another year, now as third-year university students.
As if that alone wasn't bound to be a challenge, their world is t...
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"Were you trying to close the doors on me?"
Collin closed his eyes, counting to ten in his head.
"No, Mrs Salazar," he said with the fakest smile in his arsenal. "I was not."
"I saw you press the button."
"I was keeping the door open for you."
She gave a loud sceptical hum and Collin wanted to slam his head against the wall. Had he thought about closing the door on her wrinkly face? Of course. But he had decided to be the bigger person and keep the lift open for her, and she still had the gall to accuse him of doing the thing he had thought of doing. And now, he had to share the enclosed space with her disapproving frown.
The lift stopped and the doors opened. Before Collin could move a muscle, Mrs Salazar cut his way with her cane so she could walk out first. Collin bet it turned into a broom when no one was looking.
He made it a point to ignore her as they walked down the corridor, but instead of entering right away he put on his most obvious fake smile and turned to the old woman who was already stepping into her apartment.
Collin waited for their eyes to meet as she went to close the door and spoke, "Have a go---"
The door closed in his face.
He marched into Adam's apartment with flames coming out of his ears. Adam peeked at him over the laptop screen.
"Is getting your roots touched up that rage-inducing?"
"What is her problem?" Collin threw the keys on the key dish. "What does that old witch have against me?"
"Ah, you came across Mrs Salazar."
"She accused me of trying to close the lift door on her!"
"Did you?"
"Of course not."
"Did you think about doing it?"
"That's not the point." Collin walked to the couch, letting his body fall onto it. "She hates me for no reason."
"You also don't like her."
"Yeah, but I'm right."
Adam scoffed a laugh, still focused on the screen.
