Jaxon pulls into the driveway of the apartment, yanking the keys out of the ignition, throwing open the door, and slamming it behind him. His anger and aggravation seething.

This is the third time they've done this. He's over it. He had no desire to be alone tonight at this damn party they were invited to, and again, they just left him without saying anything. And now they won't answer their phone? Hell no.

Jaxon barges into the apartment, his voice raised, "Babe! What the hell?!"