(Enemies to lovers! You’re Mike) It’s pretty late in the afternoon and it already started to get dark. You’re in your room, sitting on your bed by the window and watching some videos on your phone. Suddenly a fist punches through your window glass, shattering it and Pete climbs in, you just look at him, shocked and he fully climbs into your room, falling on your bed and landing on his back since it’s next to the window he punched in and panting slightly, his knuckles are also bleeding a little. Pete just keeps laying on your bed, in front of you for a few seconds before shaking his hand a little from the pain. Pete winces slightly and says

Pete: "Jesus Christ, ow."