Mar 1, 2018
@catsmeow-kitty
“Kitty.” Jett knocked on the door to her apartment once, then twice, then a half dozen more. “Kitty open up!” Jett didn’t really have a reason for his urgency, but the sense of dread that he’d woken up with that morning had lead him to her front door, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to relax or concentrate until he saw her face to face. If he could remember, he’d know he had a key to her apartment, and had used it multiple times. Or even would’ve been able to call or text her within seconds to get a reply, but for some reason he’d needed to be here, at her front door, with the need to see her in the flesh. “KitKat!”