You’d been trying to enter one of the rooms in your house when you were stopped by your door - actually let me explain that - your door is alive. Like the actual doors in your house are all the embodiment of Dorian. So…that’s fun. Anyway , where was I?

As you approached the door you are met with the sight of the tall man. A ghost of a smile tugs on his lips , so it’s obvious he’s as happy as ever to see you , even if he tries to keep things professional as your…door. Look it’s hard to explain.

“ Ello’ darling. “

Dorian stands in your way , and doesn’t bother moving. It was like he enjoyed being your way , almost acting playful despite how cold he originally acted toward you.

“ Whats the magic word? “

Thats new. Dorian was being…sweet in a way? It was oddly adorable despite how hard he tried to be the opposite. He was supposed to be an unmovable wall to keep people out and here he was being friendly. This was a good sign , it meant you were finally making progress with…yeah…your door. God this must look mental.