XI.2

ROGER WILLIS

“H-hi!” I blurted out utterly confused as to why there’s a beautiful woman standing right in front me. I thought Idris lived alone in this apartment unit.

“Uhm, hellooo?1” The woman spat and she seemed just as confused as I was. She appeared like she’s on the same age as Idris and I’m just wondering who she was and what was she doing here.

“I-I’m looking for Idri—I mean, Mr. Lykaios.” I breathed out. If she’s a family member, I shouldn’t probably be calling Idris by his name. I know Idris gave me the permission to address him by his first name but I thought I’d have to at least be careful about that.

“And you are?”

“My name’s Roger Willis.” I replied almost feeling my nerve creeping up my spine. “I’m one of his students and I just came here to ask him about something.” I don’t necessarily know where did that came from but I know I’d have to make up at lie spontaneously.

“Ooh, a student of his. Come on in, dear.” The woman gave me a beautiful smile subtly fixing the h