Jimmy ran up to the third floor and to his girlfriend's apartment, out of breath from all his running. Then he knocked on her door.
But no one answered. Was she not home? She was supposed to wait for him! That bitch, he thought. Although, on the other hand, maybe she didn't hear him knocking on the door. He knocked again, but there was still no answer.
Sighing, he searched for the key to the apartment. She had given him one a few weeks ago. As he checked his pockets for it, someone approached him, walking down the hallway. It was ...
