Renee234

 Aleks' POV, c. July. I groaned as the doorbell rang. I stretched, and my back popped a little bit. I put down the game - I had enough of it anyways. "Open the doooooor..." a familiar voice rang out. Eddie, no doubt.  I muttered something under my breath, then strolled over to the pale white door. I turned the knob and there he was, looking a little down, but still his hyperactive self. "What the fuck do you want?" I said, a bit loudly, considering he looked quite sad. Definitely not the tone I was going for. I tried to look as tired as possible - I really didn't want to talk to him right now, not after what happened a few weeks ago. Oh