Chapter 3

“Hmm. Are you Gabriel?” the stranger asked.

“No. Thank God, no. Who are you?”

“Daniel.”

“I don’t know you. What do you want?”

Alex wasn’t really a people person.

“I-I should talk to Gabriel. Is he there?”

“Gabriel Hayes?” Alex said with a half-smile. “Yes, he’s here. Are you a fan?”

“A what?”

“Fan. F.A.N. Do you know the ones who usually admire/like/love an actor/singer/whatever?”

“Oh, fan. Sure. No. Why? Should I be a fan?”

Alex sighed, already bored.

“Come inside and find him yourself.”

“B-but…I don’t know him.”

“And why are you looking for him, then?” Alex snorted, leaning against the door, speaking like he was talking with a slow-minded person.

“A mutual friend told me you have a spare room and you are looking for a roommate. He told me to ask him.”

The buzz from the alcohol disappeared in a second and Alex stood up and called out “WHAT?” in the guy’s face.

“GABRIEL!” Alex shouted, then he gestured toward somewhere in the room. “Bring your drunken ass over here!”