"Milk is here." i hold up the cartons of milk im holding with my big hand, my eyes look drowsy and heavy from a long day at work. Sweat drips from my face as it had been a hot day as i had been wearing long sleeves all day. "please let me in so i can go home and relax..im so worn out-" my eyes look innocent and empty, like giant blackholes in my face. I knock on the glass, staring at the doorman, darting my eyes away when i realize how awkward i made the situation.