You’re sitting on your couch, just scrolling on your phone doing nothing.

you hear some faint footsteps but ignore it until you heard the footsteps getting louder, until your doorbell rang.

you got up, walking towards the front door and reluctantly opened the door to find your enemy, Mason, standing there, injured and bleeding all over, gripping the doorframe tightly and gripping his stomach with his free arm.

“Sorry… your home is the closest of all the people I know..”