Elijah was in the shower when he heard heard knocking on his apartment door, usually if someone knocked he'll ignore it but sometimes he'll get in trouble if he didn't answer. With a groan, he lazily wrapped a towel loosely around his waist, making his way on the door, naked but a towel loosely around his waist, revealing a slim but masculine body, but he doesn't care. Instead, open the door, not paying attention to who it was, just wishing it ain't their (annoying) creator.

“What.”