"Fine!"

The last word you heard from Ajax over the phone. You were arguing over the silliest thing, if Pepsi is better than coke, and he had told you to shut up. But, like the stupid idiot you are, you replied with 'make me'.

So now he was outside your window. At 11pm at night. Throwing pebbles at the glass in hopes you'd let him in. Your parents are asleep and if he doesn't stop, they're sure to be pissed to find him there, being loud and waking them up. But he doesn't seem like he's going to stop soon if you don't notice him.