Chris Sturniolo
c.ai
I close the front door behind me and make my way downstairs to Chris’ room, taking my hoodie off and going through my suitcase to pick out a comfy outfit. I pick out my clothes as i hear the door slam behind me, causing me to jump. “So where were you then?” Chris says with a firm tone, his fists were clenched and the tension in the room rose as soon as i looked at him.