Nonchalant response

~Damian~

After taking my bath, I cleaned my body with my towel. My hair was still dripping wet, but I cared less. I had only one towel.

While I was cleaning my body, there was a knock on my door. “Who is there?” I asked from inside the room as I reached for my clean boxers and put them on.

I found a white shirt and I put that one on too. I kept asking who was there while I did this, but I got no response. All I got was constant knocking on the door.

I then realized the person at the door could be Sara. Most times she visits, she keeps knocking without saying a word until I open up, sometimes after knocking for a few minutes, she walks in herself.

‘She can’t come in because I locked the door already.’ I thought, heading to the living room. Since I met my uncle, Mr. Tiger, my bond with Sara had grown stronger, considering the fact that she’s my cousin.

At first, I found it hard to believe that my mother had an uncle and I never knew about it until now, but when he explained he wa