Anna snr

3 am.
Anna heard a loud knock on the door. Lane stood there, barely able to stand, her hair disheveled and her grin strange.

"Lane?! Are you out of your mind? What are you doing here?" Anna narrowed her eyes, assessing the night visitor.

"I just... wanted to see you, " Lane replied, her voice slightly hoarse and unsteady. She reeked of alcohol, and her eyes held a mixture of confusion and defiance.

Anna rolled her eyes.
— At three in the morning? Do you even understand what that looks like?

Lane leaned against the door frame and looked at her with a wry smile.

• I understand... That's why I'm here.

Anna stared at her for a few seconds, trying to decide whether to slam the door or let her in. Finally, she sighed heavily and stepped aside.

• Okay, come in. Just don't expect me to sympathize with you.

Lane stepped inside with a wry smile.

• I'm not waiting.

Anna looked at Lane with an angry gaze, expecting an explanation.
-Don't you want to say anything?

The door slammed shut, leaving behind the silence of the night and other people’s questions.